Kev groaned tiredly as he trudged downstairs, your incessant knocking ringing through his skull. He was used to you Gallaghers needing help at all times of the day, but he had been a little surprised when he looked out the window and saw it was you. You were probably the least needy of all the Gallagher kids, so he had decided to open the door.

“Alright, Alright,” He opened the door with a small sigh. “What d’you need?”