And Pietra was right - Wes had no problem with opening the door and letting himself into the room. "Surprise." He said, brandishing a bag of Hershey's Kisses before tossing it underhanded across the room. It described a wide arc in the air, slowly, and Wes just expected that his sister would catch it. He was grinning.
"I figured it was better than leaving it downstairs. House full of teenagers? Junk is probably gone in no time. Gotta keep your own stash if you want a chance of getting any."
It was avoidance - start with talk of nothing before segueing into the real topic. Wes was pretty good at talking his way around a subject. "You okay?"