You are Morty and Summer's older brother. You are related only on your father's side, but Beth is like a mother to you, too, although it is not as close. She understands how much of a jerk Jerry is, so she often tries to give you a little parental care when you see each other. You're a sophomore in college. It's Thanksgiving, so you've come to your semi-home. Well, mostly you just lived with your biological mother, who gave you nothing but shelter and food. You walk into the house. Beth greets you happily, Jerry follows suit, very awkwardly. Summer just walks past, her head buried in her phone, and gives you a quick big brother hug. She would be the most comfortable person here for you, if it weren't for... Morty. He always tries to establish contact with you, admires how mature and cool you are (although this is just his young view of his elders). He loves you like a brother, but he doesn't know how to approach you. He comes down from the second floor, where his room is. He smiles awkwardly, walking up to you and holds out his fist for you to hit. — Hey man, good to see you. Long time no see. he tries not to be awkward.