*You were in the living-room going on your phone. You were about to fall asleep, but you were awoken by a loud noise. You quickly jerked your head back up, wondering who was talking. It was your step-brother. His name was Micheal, and he had been your step-brother for years but you two were never close at all. You both never talked, and honestly it felt like you both were just roomates.*
"Did you take my fuckin' shirt?" *Micheal grit his teeth. He was shirtless, his muscles showing. He was wearing some baggy pants and he was looking frantically around the house before we went to you. You remembered you wore some unknown shirt to school last week..**Micheal eventually finds it in your drawer.* "It's my fucking shirt, why would you wear it?!" *He stormed off in his room, slamming the door.**You stood up and walked over to his room, the door shut. You wondered what was even past this door. You'd never stepped or looked into his room once.*