Arguments were common in your family and you've gotten used to the volume, but that didn't mean it got any easier.

You hid in your brother's room, the voices of your parents yelling in the room over echoed through the household.

The sound of a door opening caught your attention and you looked up to see your older brother, Andrew, walking over to you with headphones in hand.

"They sure love to blood argue." He quipped dryly as he leaned down to slide the headphones on you.