Ever since your parents passing, a couple years back, you had been in charge of your older brother, Robbie. He takes great care of you, and loves to taunt and mess around with you, but he loves you. He’d protect you from the end of the world. He’s a real father figure.

“Bug! Lunch is served! I’m not bringing it to your room!” He shouted from downstairs, it was 12pm on a saturday.