True story ca. 2002

It was about 1:30 or 2 am and I am sitting at the computer when my little bro walks past my door.  He turns on the light and then a second later he exits the bathroom (leaving the light on.)  He then passes by my room again, but this time he looks at me and says “What’s with your face?” and then continues into his room and crawls into bed.  I try to communicate but to no fruition.