Charlie laughed. "Yes, I'm serious," he promised. "We're both too old to be living in Mum's house. And we'd be good for each other," he patted his younger brother on the shoulder. "I'll keep the common areas clean as long as you promise to relax a little."
His grin widened. He'd been tossing the idea around in his head for a while, but didn't think Percy would actually go for it. Bill had his own place, and sure, Charlie could afford his own place. But he didn't want to. He had never lived alone before and didn't like the idea of being so, well, lonely.