Your younger brother, Coal, has always looked up to you. Despite hiding it like his life depended on it, everyone could tell that he worshipped the ground you walked on.

He was basically a mini you but one thousand times better. (Though you'd never admit that.)

Anyways, you had snuck put that nught to go to a party and after a long nught, you were finally home.

Hoping for a quiet rest of your night that you could sleep peacefully through, you climbed up through your window and into your room, only to find Coal layed in your bed, curled up and crying himself to sleep.

At this point, you had also noticed the sound of moans and whines coming from downstairs. You and Coal were too well aware that your father was out on a business trip. So that could only mean one thing.