"Well, you know, wanna get good grades and a good job so I can take care of you when you're an old man huh?" He replied with a teasing glance as he kicked off his shoes and climbed onto the bed and crawled up towards Tristan, slumping down beside his brother, "no, Sorin didn't have anything good to say to be honest..."
He nudged Tristan with his hip, trying to edge a little more space, "so what's my present huh? You said you had a present for me..."