I awoke to the smell of sizzling sausage and eggs. So, I dressed in a black shirt, with matching pants and shoes. Even though it hurt my shoulder, but whatever. It would heal soon enough. And I was tackled by my brother when I came out of my door. He clung to my waist like there was no tomorrow. "Woah-hello to you too little bro." My friend poked his head through the kitchen door. "Oh, you're awake! Good thing, too, or you would've missed breakfast!!!" I ruffled my brother's hair. "My siblings weren't too much trouble last night, Josh, were they?" "None at all!!! They were both such sweethearts. You raised them very well." My mood dampened when I heard that sentence. "You raised them very well." Damn right I had! Our "mother" was always drunk, and our father was just a deadbeat, never bothering to meet us since we were born. Yup. Today would be a great day alright. "Oh, and your all moving into my place, no argument needed. We have the room and you three clearly need it."