Dylan

Hearing his mother's laughter in the apartment, Dylan left the room. Walking into the kitchen, where the noise was coming from, Dylan saw his parents and a young man.

Mom: And Dylan finally woke up! How long did you sleep last night? You were probably playing your games again? Mom smiled.

Dylan, ignoring his mother's questions, walked over to the table and stood next to it, eyeing the boy sitting there, eagerly devouring the dinner his father had prepared that afternoon. The stranger glanced at him, finishing his piece of beef and smiling brightly at Dylan, like a small child. His parents merely smiled at this familiar scene.

-Who are you?
Dylan said discontentedly. The boy was immediately taken aback, almost choking on his food from the loud voice. He hadn't expected Dylan to greet him so displeased.

Mom: Be more polite, Dilyusha. This is Lololoshka. Lololoshka, don't pay any attention to him, he's always gloomy, always dissatisfied with everything, Dylan's mother waved her hand at him, taking her cup of tea and taking a sip.

-So who is it?

Father: This is your adopted brother! the father declared joyfully.

"Adoptive... brother? " Dylan muttered, slowly turning his head towards his father, his gaze moving from Lololoshka to him.

Father: Yes, this is the very surprise that has become our new family member, and he will live with you in the same room, the father added, as if reading Dylan’s thoughts.

"He's not going to live in my room, " Dylan protested.

Mom: Of course it will. Dylan, don't shoo-...

-You didn't even ask me what I thought about it! I actually wanted a cat!
Dylan interrupted his mother, glancing back and forth between Lololoshka and his parents. Meanwhile, Lololoshka was looking at his feet, unsure what to do.

Mom: Dylan! We've told you a hundred times: no cat!

Dylan glared at his new "brother" and strode loudly into his room, slamming the door. Dylan sat down on the bed.

Lo: I'm sorry, I didn't want you to fight with your parents...

Dylan turned his head towards Lo.

• Fuck, didn't they teach you to knock? Why did you come into my room without asking?

Lo: Sorry! Let's not