"My father kicked me out of the house, and I heard that I have a brother, but I don't even know where or who he is... So, no..." I look at my feet. "Thanks for letting me stay here."
"Gotcha. Thank you." I brush hair out of my face, jingling the keys, walking to my room. Finding the right room, I go in, set down my stuff, and flop onto the bed. I sigh, and close my eyes.