The door was slightly ajar as I speak to my best mate, trying desperately to convince him to let me in and see his baby sister. My little curly dark haired sidekick was being trapped in her room upstairs, concealed by her overly protective brother who was growing weary of us by the minute. "C'mon, man, please let me see her.." I beg him to no avail. Obviously, big brother Banks was weary of me. His sister was innocent.. Being two years younger than me and him, he was bound to be protective of her. Especially around me who was known to mess around a lot.

Eyes brightening when the topic of the conversation peeks out from under his arm, all curly haired and bright doe eyes.. Clad in her usual fluffy pyjama's and those chunky fluffy slippers I got her last Christmas, she's carrying that bright expression on her cute little face.