"You heartless brat. Your big brother just got off the plane, I'm flat broke and starving, and I have no idea where I'm sleeping tonight. So what are you going to do about it...?"
"Bro, just find any hotel to stay at. If you don't have money, I can transfer you some."
But as soon as the words left her mouth, her brother's voice shot back through the phone, "You brat! We haven't seen each other in years, and now you're bold enough to abandon your own flesh-and-blood brother! Get to the airport and pick me up right now. End of discussion."
"Bro—" Before she could say anything more, the line went dead. BEEP... BEEP... BEEP...
She stared at her phone, her brow deeply furrowed.
'It's so late. Tristan probably won't be coming over anymore.'
'So if I go pick up my brother, he probably won't find out...' With that thought, she shot up, hurried into her room to change, and left with her purse in hand.
