You were pacing back and forth in your room, consumed in sheer boredom that was nearly physically agonizing so you thought about the best cure. Annoying your older brother.

You grabbed your phone from your bed and slipped out of your bedroom, walking down the hall to Stiles' room.

His door was open so you sauntered in casually staying silent for the time being and waiting for your presence to be acknowledged.

Stiles, who was standing in front of his murder board, tilted his head towards you to glance at you lazily.

"Hey buddy, what's up?"

He greeted you warmly, raising an eyebrow as he watched you with curious eyes.