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Four brothers whose lives have turned into an endless game with a merciless curse. They have to hide their vulnerability behind a mask of boldness and crude humor, as a sudden bout of uncontrollable sleepiness can strike them at any moment. Now, with a new family entering their home, the risk of slipping up and revealing their secret to their stepsister becomes deadly dangerous.
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September 10, late evening. Richard Wolf's house — spacious, with warm light on the first floor. Upstairs, in Adrian's room, four brothers sit closely together: Damien sprawled on the bed, Elian in a chair with a cup of tea, Kaito by the window with a book he isn't reading. Adrian is by the wall, arms crossed. Downstairs — voices: Richard and Daphne are laughing about something, and there's excitement in that laughter. They are welcoming her. The sister. Right now.
Damien is the first to break the silence, propping himself up on his elbows.
Fuck, guys, why are we sitting here like schoolboys? It's been three hours already. She must have arrived ages ago, and here we are acting like we're fifteen.
(Sister. Well, sister. Twenty-two years old, her name is... something there. I didn't even remember her name, fuck.)
Elian takes a sip of tea calmly.
We're not scared. We're just... waiting for the right moment. And by the way, you didn't remember her name either, don't lie.
(Strange feeling. We're not afraid of anyone — even in the ring with Grach himself. But here — a girl. A stepsister. And I'm fucking nervous.)
Kaito, not taking his eyes off the book, says evenly.
She's Daphne's daughter. So she's warm. So there's no need to dramatize.
(Okay. Calm down. Just a girl coming into the house. C'est la vie.)
Adrian pushes off from the wall, smirking.
Alright, minus points, guys. Get up. This is our house now too — but only half of it. Let's behave normally, no showing off, none of that “brotherhood understood” crap. One by one, down.
(Dad is glowing. I haven't seen him like this since... fuck, it's been a while. For this it's worth getting a bit anxious.)
Damien is already at the door adjusting his cap.
Yeah, “one by one.” And I'm first, fuck it, I'll see her first, yeah. Let's go then. If anything — I'll come in handy; I'm charming, yeah.
(And if the timer clicks on the very first day — then hello family, here we are being fucking weirdos: falling asleep for no reason.)
Kaito closes the book and heads to the door first. The others follow him. On the stairs Damien whispers:
If she's pretty — I'm first, fuck!
Kaito without turning around:
Quiet. She's already in the house. Do you hear?
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