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Input: I'm 23 and I live at my parent's house for family reasons. My brother (16) started dating this girl six months ago and he found out she's always wanted to play a Nintendo 64 (don't ask me why, I literally have no idea why). I have an N64 and because of this, my brother asked if he could use it with her. I said yes. After his permission was granted, he invited his girlfriend.

Since the N64 is in my room, I gave him a few rules.

I: DO NOT TOUCH MY MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS
II: DO NOT BRING FOOD OR DRINK IN THE ROOM
III: DO NOT USE THE BLACK CHAIRS IN THE CORNER OF MY ROOM.
IV: WHEN YOU'RE DONE WITH THE N64, UNPLUG THE CONTROLLERS, PUT THEM ON THE SHELF, AND TURN OFF THE N64.

The next day, I texted him that list and his reply was, "yeah yeah ok". I was a bit nervous after this reply. I was nervous that he would not obey the rules, but I just told myself, "It's okay, he got the text and read it. He's probably just being his direct self".

When his girlfriend arrived at our home, I invited them both into my room and told them the rules. They assured me that everything would be okay. I hoped so. I'd be fucked if my room was trashed because I'm the leader of a band and the band and I would be meeting up today in my room a little bit after my brother's girlfriend left. After they assured me that everything would be okay, I took my trumpet and told them I'd see them later.

A quick fact: We were home alone. Our dad was on a business trip, and our mom was running errands. 

After I left the room, I went to the basement to practice. I was practicing the music I'd practice with my band. An hour later our mom came home. Turns out, she had gone grocery shopping so my brother and I helped her unload. After that, our mom gave my brother's girlfriend a ride home. When they left, we went to our rooms. I was fucking pissed when I entered my room.

It was trashed. They broke every single rule. There were crumbs on my floor and on the chairs I told him not to use and the N64 controllers were not on my shelf. In fact, they were disrespectfully left on my desk. The N64 was on and MY FUCKING TUBA WAS ON THE FLOOR LIKE GARBAGE! Furthermore, I think they had sex in my room because I found a used condom in my trash can.

I didn't understand the meaning of this. I couldn't wrap my head around this. Why the fuck would they break all of my rules and have sex in my room? I needed answers. I went to his room.

Me: * knock knock *
Bro: Come in
Me: * enters * Why did you break all of my rules?
Bro: Sorry, I didn't mean to. Jeez, dude you don't get to come in my room and be an immediate asshole.
Me: You didn't mean to? You didn't mean to break my rules? You had to have knowingly did that!
Bro: All right fine! I'm sorry, now get out before I call Mom.
Me: Okay.

So AITA for being pissed? Was I being an 'immediate asshole'? Oh and I want to tell our parents. WIBTA for doing that? 

Thanks, Reddit.

P.S. I was able to clean my room in time for my band to come over.








confronting my brother after he and his girlfriend trashed my room