"Hey, psycho!!" Emmanuel shouted to call D'shun, who was in the kitchen.
"Who are you calling a psycho!? You liar!" D'shun snapped back.
"Hey, what did you guys make for breakfast?" Nahym interrupted as he came out of the bathroom.
"Shut up, Nahym!!" Emmanuel and D'shun shouted at the same time.
The three brothers were already fired up early in the morning just to prepare breakfast.
And After that with his stomach full, Emmanuel, like every morning, helped D'shun brush his long pink silky hair. His hair was so long it reached his lower back—something rare for a boy—and D'shun was proud of it. Out of the three brothers, he was the most handsome and cutest, especially with his big green eyes.
Emmanuel, on the other hand, had mid-length white hair and beautiful purple eyes, while Nahym had purple hair with striking yellow eyes—a unique and never-seen combination. Among the three, he stood out the most.
"I really like your hair," Emmanuel said to D'shun.
"Yeah, I like my hair too," D'shun replied sarcastically.
Emmanuel: "Hey, you could at least say thank you, tch!" he sighed.
But D'shun answered in a cold voice: "I don't give a damn!"
A silence filled the room… and suddenly, the three brothers burst out laughing:
"Hahaha! Hahaha!!"
Nahym: "Pff… you guys are such idiots."
Emmanuel: "Hahaha, yeah, real idiots!"
D'shun: "Hey, you guys are completely messed up… hahaha!"
Another great morning for the three brothers, filled with crude jokes.
When night fell, they went out to eat at a restaurant, had some good pizza, then did karaoke. It ended with the brothers completely drunk—since Nahym was the youngest, he was the most wasted of them all.
Nahym: "Plouf… plouf… patapouf haha!"
Emmanuel: "Marcoooooo!"
D'shun: "Polooooooo!"
All together: "Hahaha! Hahaha!!"
In the end, they called a taxi to take them home and spent the night… all three passed out in the living room like animals—D'shun sprawled on the couch, Emmanuel on the stairs, and Nahym somewhere completely out of it.
The next morning, they were all exhausted and sore. They didn't go out that day… and probably not the next either.
Nahym, lying on his bed in his room, received a call. He answered. On the other end, a young woman said:
"Are you Mr. Agora Nahym?"
Nahym: "Yes, that's me. What do you want?" he said, scratching his ear.
"Yes, I'm calling to inform you that you are summoned to court next Monday."
Nahym suddenly sat up and shouted: "What!? What do you mean? What are you talking about? Explain!"
The woman hung up without another word. Nahym remained frozen, not knowing what to think.
Just as he was about to get up, his bedroom door suddenly burst open—BAM! Emmanuel and D'shun rushed in, looking anxious.
Nahym exclaimed: "Uh… what's gotten into you all of a sudden!?"
Emmanuel replied seriously: "D'shun and I just got a call saying we've been summoned to court… for some reason."
Nahym, shocked, answered: "What!? You too!?"
Emmanuel and D'shun looked at each other and nodded.
How did they end up in such a situation?