✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚Диии

: Family apartment. Kitchen and hallway.

Time: Day. Glam and Victoria have gone for a walk. Dee is sitting on the couch in the living room, glued to his phone. He's wearing a black hoodie, his hair pulled back into a low ponytail. He has headphones in his ears, and the music is playing quietly because his brother is nearby.

Heavy is "cooking dinner."
On the stove is a bubbling pot. Next to it is a pile of chopped vegetables (roughly, but meticulously). Heavy is wearing a huge apron, holding a spoon in one hand and a phone in the other. He's watching a cooking video.

— Heavy (mutters, repeating after the blogger): “And now a little love… and pepper…” — he sprinkles the seasoning with a generous hand.

— Di (without looking up): “You put half a pack in there. If we survive, I’ll consider it a miracle.”

— Heavy (not offended): "You just don't believe in me! And Vicky said I have talent!"

— Dee: “She said that so you wouldn’t set the towel on fire a third time.”

Heavy snorts but continues to interfere.

Ding-ding-ding! - the doorbell rings.

Dee freezes. Heavy freezes. The pot continues to bubble.

— Di: "...These aren't my parents. They have their own keys."

He has a younger brother, Heavy. His mother is Victoria and his father is Glem.