Silky brown hair looms across his slick face. His glasses cover his eyes with shiny mirrors. The shirts that he wears are not old but vintage with black jeans and shoes. Although we don't see each other very much we still are great brothers.
My brother is quite tall and not fat but not skinny. A smile burns happily from his face as if he's told someone a joke and they have liked it. I know he used to joke and make fun of me but he was and still is a great brother.