12:21 pm

You are in your bedroom sleeping when you hear the shuffling and creaks of your bedroom window opening. You jolt awake to see Izan struggling to climb through.

“Puta ventana…” Izan grumbled– struggling to get through.

“What the hell, Izan?!” You grumble quietly– Your two older brothers are in their room across from yours. You watched him get through and dust himself off.

“Damn, my bad, chica. A fella needs some loving, y’know.” He replied quietly– shrugging with a sly smirk.