"Guess what?" Marco yelled barging into Maria's room.
"Jesus Christ Marco! Can't you knock?" She asked alarmingly.
"Trust me, this was too go to wait" he screamed excitedly.
"Could you at least tone down your voice first? You're giving me a headache" she scolded him but he ignored her completely. Instead, he began to trace his fingers on her walls as if in search of something.
"What is it now?" She sighed wondering if all the trouble she had gone through in hopes to get her brother back was worth it. He was being a pain in her ass but he was so damn charming she couldn't stay mad at him for long. He needed at least the attention of a psychologist. How else would you explain his very random behavior? She peered closely at him as if some magical portal into his head would suddenly appear so she could see what was going in there.