His mother turned to see her son whimpering behind the door. “What does it look like?” she replied. “We’re making some changes… This will be Jenny’s room from now on.” she said as Jenny looked at her brother’s face, streaked with eye-liner and his shoulder clad in nothing but the thin strap of her favourite bra.

Peter looked around his bedroom. The shelves almost bare, the walls held only fragments of his posters, the floor, once littered with video games, odd shoes, dirty socks and clothes is now an ever growing pile of black bin bags. “Mum can I put some clothes on please?” Peter asked in the same humble voice.

“No!” his mother spat as she pulled open his drawers and began filling a bin bag with the contents.

Peter glanced around his room once more. Although fairly certain he knew the answer, Peter asked, “Where will I be sleeping?”

“In Jenny’s room of course!” his mother replied.

“But that’s not fair!” Peter claimed.

“It’s not fair that you lied to me and bunked off school in order to invade your sister’s room to wear her things.” his mother spat, “so i think it’s perfectly fair that you move into your sister’s room permanently.”