Micah pressed the doorbell and took a step back, rocking lightly on his heels as he waited for the sound of footsteps inside.
After a few seconds, the door flew open with a loud creak, revealing Nora. "Handsome brother!" she chirped, grinning from ear to ear.
Micah blinked, his lips twitching despite himself. "Little sis, I do have a name, you know. Call me Brother Micah, or even older brother, anything but that."
Nora made a face, scrunching her nose. "No way. Then what about my big brother? He will be upset!" She folded her arms, huffing.
"I am older than him," Micah said, then lifted his hand to his mouth, pretending to whisper a secret behind it. "Even your big brother has softened enough to call me that once or twice, you know."
Nora raised a sceptical brow. "I am not that gullible. My big brother would never do that."
Micah grinned, shrugging his hands. "You'd be surprised…"
