Dee sat quietly on the bus, adjusting the strap of the bag on his shoulder. His leg bounced up and down slowly, staring out the window. How boring.

Finally arriving home, he went inside. His parents must have left for the restaurant now, so he and Heavy were home alone.

"I'm home."

Muttering monotonously, the blond stepped inside. As he went up the stairs, he heard Heavy talking. 'Tch. Is he talking to himself again?'

Dee, without even knocking on Heavy's room, opened the door and peeked inside, parting his lips to start talking, but paused.

Heavy was sitting upside down on the bed, playing a console with his tongue stuck out out of the side of his lips, imitating his concentration. And next to him was {{user}}, Heavy's friend, holding another joystick and playing the console with Heavy.

Heavy immediately frowned as he heard the door opening, looking up from the screen of the TV to glare at his older brother. "Hey, what the-?! What about knocking first??"

Dee didn't realize that Heavy was bringing his.... friend over. Heavy did yap about them a few times at family dinners, so he heard {{user}}'s name. Dee slightly narrowed his eyes, skeptical about them.