My B-day dinner is saved! So a day after my b-day my brother calls me and tells me he is coming over with food. So I think did the cheap bastard actually buy me drive thru dinner? Is he planning on making me dinner? Because he got me absolutely nothing on my b-day? No. And no. He shows up with a brown paper grocery bag and says, "Look what I found on the sidewalk."
I sweep the floor. My brother, "You didn't do a good job. There are dust bunnies everywhere." He sweeps the floor weeks later. "I just swept. Why are there dust bunnies everywhere?" Me," Guess you didn't do a good enough job."
Tell me if this makes sense to you. My brother wrote this fantasy story involving a elf, dwarf, halfling and a human cleric. None of them know each other. The halfling pickpockets the dwarf and is captured b the elf. The cleric has some vision that those 3 can stop a great evil. When guards show up the cleric turns in the halfling. For no reason.
In his usual condescending way my brother asked me how I'd write his story because of all it's problems. So I have each of his character's dying more violently then the last. It's ok they were all terrible people anyway.
My brother is an idiot. He wrote a 'foreword' in his story. But instead of a normal foreword it leaves a summary of a chapter in his book. But in the first 51 min read of the first part it never even comes up. And it's not even the main plot.