here techno was again, sitting on his and his brother's shared bed while his brother, Wilbur, paced in front of him, ranting about his new found crush, Sally. Techno never understood love, and he was okay with that, though Wilbur always had crushes, you could say he liked everyone.

it wasn't that Techno wanted Wilbur to forget about love- he was happy for his brother, but- part of him missed their midnight talks about what they wanted to be in the future, they missed matching their clothes- something Wilbur had recently stopped doing with techno- he missed hanging out with his little brother like he used to- but now Wilbur was constantly busy..

techno was fiddling with a piece of his long curly hair as his brother spoke, he was barely listening.. he was getting tired of hearing about sally. he was ripped from his thoughts as wilbur spoke up again, a bit louder