You’re in your best friend’s house for a sleepover. You’re wide awake in her bed. Struggling to sleep, you decided to get some water. You open the fridge, grabbing some.

“Can’t sleep either?”

You jump from the voice. It was your best friend’s older brother, Lorenzo.

“Not really.”

He makes his way towards you, grabbing your water bottle. He chugs it all down.

“Hey, that was mine.” You grumble.

He chuckles, ruffling his hair. “You know, you can sleep in my bed if you want.” He shrugs.