"Who's the twerp? Is that your brother or something, Bren?" "Uh, no. This is Da--" He felt a small pinch on the back of his hand, he had to hide the wince from that pinch. The little shit is actually taking advantage of his situation. "T-This is my sister's son, uh... Darren." "Nephew then. Weird. He looks like Dallon." *Completed*

"Drive the car." "Wait, who the hell are you?" "Satan. Now DRIVE!" Dallon bringing home a stray puppy in his apartment already got him scolded by his landlord. Bringing home a runaway groom from God knows where is something he'd get killed for.