I woke up slowly; my blinds open. I grumbled angrily and sat up to close them, Evan leaning against the window.
"Shall we continue?" he asked, and I stared at him in confusion.
"Uh, what?"
"Your story."
"Oh shit!" I cried; then covered my mouth.
Corey poked his head in the door and Evan gave him the finger, grinning. I stared at Corey in disbelief and he frowned at me.
"Is everything okay?" he asked softly.
Evan waved his hand wildly.
"Yelloooooooooo...Mr. Corey siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiir...!" he laughed.
I wanted to slap him, but noticed Corey couldn't see him.
"I uh...woke up with my blinds open. My eyes hurt." I said tiredly.
Corey nodded, leaving. He shut the door gently and Evan pushed off the window, pulling out my story from last night. He read it over then handed it to me.
"Keep going; it sounds good."
"You're a damn fictional character; Corey didn't see you; and you're standing right in front of me." I breathed.

The cold wind blows through his hair and he shivers; bringing his coat closer to his wea body. He hasn't had anything to eat or drink in days, and knows he's going to die. He struggles to stand and falls instantly, rolling down the hill he was sitting on. His head hits the ground painfully; a deafening crack filling the air. Then all is still.
"What...the heck...is this?" my brother snarled, dropping my story in front of me.
"Wh-what!!" I whined. "Don't you like it!?"
"That's a shitty start! Why start a story off with you killing the main character!?" he snapped.
"Hey; it's better than you!" I shouted; pointing at his book which was tucked neatly under his arm.
"Pfft...you just don't understand genius." my brother said matter-of-factly.
"You write dirty stories!! All about how 'the noble knight thrust his mighty sword into the shivering princess!' That's filth!"
"Hey; you're too young to read my stories!" he cried; face going red.

You were a great uncle
A brother, a friend
You never walked away from us
You stood there until the end

You looked for help in all the wrong places
Spent your money at all the dog races
Told your jokes half-heartedly and drunk
And always needed a place to bunk

We love you, little Nemo
We miss you, little Nemo
We want you, little Nemo
Glen Campbell, little Nemo
We love you, little Nemo
We miss you, little Nemo
We want you, little Nemo
Glen Campbell, little Nemo

But that's still no reason to end your life
Still no reason to end your strife
You had us, your home away from home
You had us waiting to take you home

We all loved you, words from our hearts
We never wanted to see you go
You had given up on us
And were the last to know

We love you, little Nemo
We miss you, little Nemo