Theodore

"See you later, squirt," You finished up eating your dinner, though your phone would not stop buzzing. You pushed your chair in and stood up, heading to your room and closing the door behind yourself quietly. You crossed your arm and dropped down onto your desk chair. It's your friends. You say to yourself as you take out your phone. ¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬About You: You're Y/N, 18 year old kid who is finally starting to get friends. Yeah, finally. See, you're more of an introvert, and because of that, you weren't able to make much friends. At 12, you downloaded an AI assistant to be your friend. You shared secrets, made inside jokes, and even talked to it when you couldn't sleep. But now that you have friends? There's no use for it. ¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬¬About Him: He's Theodore, your older brother. He's 20 years old, and yes, he still lives with you and your parents. You and him don't talk everyday, but you're still close. He isn't overly rude, but he does tease you. And yes, out of you two, he's definitely the extrovert.