You walk across the road with the twins. They take you to their bedroom. Grayson sits what you assume to be the top of his bed in the corner of the room and another identical bed in the other. "Sit," Ethan says "I'm going to get some snacks" and leaves the room. As you walk over to the end of Grayson's bed he asks you, "So how old is your brother?"
You sit down, "Joshua? He's 7." Grayson nod.
"And a pain" You quickly add in.
"Younger brothers are always the annoying ones, eh Gray?" Ethan says as he walks in with loads of junk food. You turn around to Ethan and raise an eyebrow.
"Grays the younger twin" Ethan answer. You laugh.
*An Hour Later*
You guys start to talk about siblings and family. "My mum is always at work, she's a cop." You say.
"What about your dad?" Grayson asks. He was sitting on the bed with his legs across the bed
"He was a cop as well. How they met, but he died a few years ago. A gunman," You said gloomily.
"Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to-" Grayson said in a panic.
"Nice one Grayson!," Ethan said angrily.
"No, it fine. Honestly! Don't worry about it." You say holding Grayson's ankle in comfort.
Ethan look over at Grayson and smiled,"Oo," Ethan said under his breath.