All With No Purpose

Creak

My brother came upstairs angry, so I go, "Boosh, Boosh," and he ignores me. He goes into his room and shuts his door. A minute later I tiptoe to his door because I could hear him talking to himself.

At first I thought he could have been playing with toys. I knocked three times, then again, then one more time. No response. So I open his door and he's with his giant stuffed bear. I take his bear and he quickly smiles. I give it back and he turns away with his face shoved into the bear.

I annoy him with questions about why he's in his room, hoping he would crack. I just go, "Alriiiight," quickly shutting the door and going under his bed (it's like a bunk bed without a bottom bunk) so he wouldn't see me while he was laying down. It takes him a few seconds before he whispers stuff to himself (and I think he was venting). And I slowly raise my head up to where he could see, but he was staring at the wall until he turns around and looks at me. I laugh when I get to his door and he starts to laugh. Then I quickly shut his door and went back onto the couch, to see him run out of his room while typing this.

I call out to him because I didn't hear him go downstairs. I get up, not even by the doorway to the kitchen and I hear rustling. I slowly walk to the area, realizing the sounds were coming from downstairs.