It's been three months since my mother remarried and I gained a sibling one year younger than me. Our parents are out at their jobs, leaving just the two of us alone.

At dinner time, I speak to the one lying face down on the sofa, staring only at their phone.

...Hey, aren't you going to eat dinner?

I need to know what they like to cook something to their taste. But I don't know anything about them, honestly.

Is there anything you want to eat?