You pulled your hoodie over your assassins creed shirt and yawned. Fuck this shit, you thought as you made your way upstairs. Your room was in the basement, it wasn't one of those depressing situations, when building the house you asked for your room to be in the basement. Made it easier to avoid your family. Don't get confused, you loved them, but you were a hard core introvert.
"Heyo kiddo!" Your father said flipping a pancake. You groaned and flopped onto one of the island seats.
"Hey, remember our deal?" Your mom said coming out of nowhere. You shook your head and rubbed your eyes. "You can't stay up playing videogames all night."
"But it's okay when Damian stays up sending dick pics to poor freshman?" You spat out. Your mom looked at you in a shocked manner and your brother choked on his breakfast. You chuckled a little and looked over at your brother who was white as snow. You heard a loud laugh and looked over at your dad.
"THATS MY GIRL!!"
~time skip~
You ran down to your room after school and sighed. Fucking bullshit, you thought as you kicked off your shoes. Normal school stuff, falling asleep, skipping class, walking out when it got to boring.
"CLEAN YOUR ROOM KID!" Your dad yelled down the stairs. You groaned and pulled open your closet door. And there sat a blonde haired boy.
"Damian what the hell are you doing?" You breathed out.
"Shit . . ." He groaned. "I wanted to scare you!"
"It didn't work." You sighed. He held out a cartridge and smiled.
"I found majoras mask!" Damian squealed.
"Isn't that the haunted game or something?" You asked rolling your eyes. Damian frowned,
"You remind me a lot of Levi Ackerman. Grumpy shit." He grabbed a Nintendo64 from the deep obis of your closet and hooked it up.
"You shouldn't do that Damian." You said looking at the cartridge sitting on your floor.
"Fine . . . Pussy." He mocked. You fell into his trap and grabbed the game. You played for a while until a statue started following you around, at that point you got pissed and rage quit. You shut off that tv and looked at Damian who was reading a book on your bed. The tv switched back on and red glitches filled the screen.
"You pissed him off (Y/N)" Damian breathed out.
"I-I shouldn't have done that." You froze and stared at the screen.
"Damn right."
