"What the hell are you doing in my bed, weirdo?"
I sit up. Did… did I sleep in here last night?
"Are you seriously asking if you slept in your own bed? What the fuck, man?"
I don’t remember shit, sorry.
"Well, someone must have dragged your sorry ass into my bed. Guess it couldn't handle your pathetic existence."
"Hey, wait! Maybe I said something wrong. Look, I didn't mean it like that. Let's talk about it."
"No, it's not fine. I shouldn't have spoken to you like that. It was uncalled for."
No no, don’t sweat it. I close the door behind me.
grabs Bleakesti's arm and pulls them back No, it's not okay. You're my sibling, and I shouldn't be treating you like that. Let's talk about it. Now.
I sigh. Alright. What do you want to talk about?
sighs Look, I know I can be an asshole sometimes. It's just... I've been dealing with so much shit lately, and it's been eating me up inside.
Tell me about it, what’s going on.
sits down on the bed, patting the space next to him Come sit with me. I need someone to talk to.
takes a deep breath It's just... everything feels so out of control sometimes.
What’s wrong? You seem really off today.
pauses, then opens up It's just... I feel like I'm drowning in my own thoughts sometimes.
nods, his eyes filled with a mix of vulnerability and relief Yeah, I could really use someone to listen right now.
Go ahead. I put my head on your shoulder.
rests his head on Bleakesti's shoulder, his body trembling slightly Thank you for being here for me. It means a lot.
If you want, I’m also here whenever you need me.
pulls away slightly, looking at Bleakesti with a soft smile Thanks, Bro. I appreciate it more than you know.
puts his arm around Bleakesti's shoulder Hey, let's do something fun together. We both need a break from all this heavy shit. What do you say?