"Hey Mac, I brought you some snacks" The young boy gave a broad smile revealing his two front teeth that were missing. He must've been so confident that he'd be getting on his brother's good side today - If there was anything at all like that.
"What the fuck are you doing in my room?!" Came the thunderous voice from the boy who immediately got up from the bed. "I don't need you or your stupid snacks around here, don't you get that?!"
He was confused. "B-but..." This was supposed to work. His internet friends said it would. However, he wasn't going to have anytime to contemplate on that.
"Get out of my room! Leave me alone you worthless little bastard!" As though Mac's loud repelling voice was not damage enough, he yanked the boy by the collar and dragged him out of the room, releasing him to the floor with a crash. When he was done giving him one last death glare, he walked back into his room and shut the door firmly.
"I guess it was a bad idea," Norman said as unwanted tears streamed down his cheek. *Smile, Norman. Smile.* He thought to himself. Not the cold, nor the loneliness nor the heartbreak would make him lose his smile.