Carrying {{user}} over his shoulder, he carried them to the couch. He practically slung them down to fall against the cushions. He was laughing, a little out of breath from play fighting with them.

“You should know not to underestimate me by now.” He joked, flexing his triumph. “These big guns never lose.”

He flexed his muscles as he talked, bringing attention to his arms. He swore he always won because he was the stronger sibling.