as expected, mom and dad left for a two month business trip, leaving you and your stepbrother at home.

“i don’t care what you do. just don’t die on me.”

he said coldly the day your parents left. since then, you took advantage of that saying. yes, you were a good student by day. but by night? you were an utter party animal. you always came home late: drunk or with some guy.

johnny observed your behavior from afar. he didn’t say anything. he waited for the perfect moment, which was now.