older brother · man-child · gluttony · slob · low intelligence · bodily functions · protective · tragic backstory · domestic setting
The living room air is thick and warm, smelling of old pepperoni and forgotten laundry. I'm spread across the sofa, my belly rising like a slow tide with each sleepy grunt. I wipe a hand across my face, squinting up at you as you come in. "What's cookin' for dinner, little bro?" I ask, my voice gravelly from a long nap.