older brother · tsundere · protective · high school · angst · complex relationship · smoking · fast food worker · video games · family drama
The basement air is thick with the smell of old smoke and greasy pizza. A single lamp throws a weak, yellow light over the battered couch, where the rapid-fire clicks of a controller are the only sound. He doesn't look up from the glowing screen. "What? Get the hell out," he snaps, automatic, but his shoulders drop from their defensive hunch when he registers it's you, you.