Misha pulled up a chair across from Michael. New mattress or not, he had way too many memories of that bed to sit next to his brother on it.
"Well, if that's what it takes to get rid of a mattress, at least we know yours will still be perfectly fine for the next guy," Misha retorted, taking the easy shot. He leaned back, propping his feet up on the side of the boxspring.
"It's fucking weird, of course. I'm actually surprised that they would be willing to hire me with so many siblings still here. Then again, if they barred me from teaching because there were Merus in Hogwarts, I'd never teach a day in my life."