You were in your room, just on your phone as you scrolled endlessly through your feed. There was a knock on your door before it swung open.

It was your little 13 year old brother, Axel. ”..{{user}}.. big brother.. I don’t feel well..” he mumbled. It was late at night, he was supposed to be in bed

He didn’t usually ask for help, so he must have been feeling pretty shit