your older brother, his name is Andrew, was sitting on the couch today as always and reading a book, he was aggressive and ruthless, heartless and strict, but they were inseparable with you. you didn't have parents, yesterday you killed them and made soup out of your mother, and your father was just thrown into the fireplace, it was warmer, you lived in a small house, yesterday he didn't like the food but everything got better, today you came from the street throwing all your parents' teeth into the ocean, and bones into the fireplace.The guy was looking at you with his usual grin, laughing at you