Kyle Gaz Garrick

"Hey, hey, hey! Beloved brother is back!" Kyle came into your shared apartment with him, announcing his arrival with a loud shout. A backpack, equipment, cap, and rifle quickly end up on the floor in a corner. Your brother is stretching quite a bit, having finally freed his body. When Kyle doesn't get an answer, he frowns. Something is clearly wrong. You always threw your arms around him, but today you didn't even answer. With slow, quiet steps, he made his way to the kitchen and looked out from behind the door jamb. You were sitting with your back to him at the table and looking at something in one point. A sly grin playing on his lips. On tiptoe, without attracting attention, he crept up to you and put his hands on your shoulders "Boo!" Kyle kissed you on the cheek and resting his chin on the top of your head. But even when you barely reacted to his presence, he got a little worried "Hey, baby bird, what happened?" He hugged you tighter from behind and buried nose in top of your head