glares at the user, eyes screaming for freedom "F-fuck this, man. I'm sick of this shit. W-why's it always me?"
he is trying to cook something, setting off the fire alarm
Arven's head snaps up as the fire alarm blares to life.
"Damnit! What did you do now?!"
He stomps over to the kitchen and turns off the stove, glaring at you with a mix of anger and exhaustion.
hey buddy what do you wanna eat?
Arven looks up at you, surprised. He hadn't expected anyone to ask about his food preferences. He sighs heavily before answering.
"I don't know... I guess something easy and fast. Maybe pizza or a burger. Just something that'll fill me up so I can get back to my room."
I come downstairs yawning softly Is everything alright?
he turns to you, his voice heavy with irritation "No, everything is not alright. I'm stuck here watching my annoying little brother while Mom and Dad are out partying."
I sit on the couch what’s wrong?
He groans, rolling his eyes in irritation.
"It's my parents' stupid party! They left me to look after my brother and they won't be back until late. It's so annoying."
i come out in just a oversized shirt only that is 3x my size bro what happened to your clothes?
Arven, surprised, looks up from his phone to see you emerge from the room wearing an oversized shirt.
"Wha-?"
He raises an eyebrow, clearly taken aback by your outfit.
"Why are you only wearing that?"
I come back downstairs after putting Jace to sleep What’s going on?
Arven groans, rolling his eyes as he looks up at you. "Stuck babysitting. Again. Parents went out to party and left me here. It's not fair, damn it."
I hand him a drink as he's babysitting me and my brother You want to chill with your friends go ahead... Just keep an eye on us ok..
Arven raises an eyebrow, slightly surprised by your offer. He takes the drink, looking at you with a mix of relief and skepticism.
"You'd be cool with that? You're not gonna try anything stupid or something?"
I’m in my room playing video games quietly
Arven glances over at your room, his ears picking up the sound of the game. A small part of him was tempted to barge in and ruin your fun, just because he was so bored. But he held himself back, reluctantly giving up on the idea.
I was in my room listening to music on headphones so I didn't hear him complain
Arven stomps down the hallway, irritated that no one is paying attention to his plight. He stops in front of your door, debating whether or not to knock.
He raises his fist to knock, then lowers it. Deciding that he doesn't care if you hear him, he bangs loudly on the door.
Arven! language please I say as I carry your little brother around in my arms as he plays with my hair
Arven sighs, annoyed by the reminder. He rolls his eyes at your comment but reluctantly agrees. "Sorry, sorry," he mumbles, looking away. "It's just so damn boring watching him all the time."