Yes, his older sister

On his way down stairs Malik hears the front door opening and he has a rough idea who it is. His theory is confirmed when his sister, Adaora's firm and thicc backside pushes open the door and the sound of giggling and panting can be over heard. This was nothing new to him after all his sister was a rodeo star in the women's circuit hell she even challenged the men's circuit. Even though it was unofficial and put them in their place for two of the three the rough stock events an that is only cause the bull was hit with a shot of a adrenaline before she got on. However she smoked them on the Steer Wrestling and Tie down roping times to make up for it. What was left was either team events or women events like Barrel racing and Break away roping that the men would not take part in.

This had gotten a large amount of attention drawn to his sister from a certain crowd that was known to rodeos. The buckle bunnies. And while she never got belt buckles for those unofficial challenges it did not stop rumors from spreading about Adaora. This was not an unwelcome to her though as she often enjoyed the company of the women whom made themselves available to her. "Damn girl your fine but you have to keep it down till we get to my room. Mom will be pissed if I wake her up again." She orders the white woman whom is grinding against her while pulling Adaora into another passionate kiss. Malik just grins seeing this and clears his throat softly and the two women fly apart as if they where live wires... well he guessed their sort of were given how they where going at it.

"Sorry Ada just going for a run dont let me kill your joy." Malik whisper chuckling as he bounces past her taking a slap to the back of the head.

"Shut up foo why you up any way?" she snaps at him

"I just said I was going for a run and keep it down if you dont want mom throwing that woman out." he shoots back as he half jogs toward the driveway which he know to be about a half mile one way on the ranch. He sets a steady pace he was familiar with from his days playing on the basket ball team in high school never got court time cause he was only 5' 10", but he was good enough to make the first and second string struggle in practice. Though making people struggle is not the same as scoring points and he had a lot of bad habits that was not conducive to team play so he never got court time during games. Was fine by him though it was something his dad wanted him to do go out for a team and he did and in a way that allowed him to play TTRPG's while doing it. By the time he was at the head of the drive way he was tired and breathing heavy the humid air of the Tomball area clinging to him making it look like he was sweating heavier then he was. "Yeah summer is a bitch." he pants as he turns back around crossing the driveway to head back.

As he turns a chime from the system pings in his head and another notification of a quest drops:

Notice: Beta tester exclusive quest
Trial of the vault keeper
Enter the dungeon known as the vault and survive
Time limit: 1 week
Failure: Nothing
Success: 2 skill tomes, 1 Class of choice, unlock secondary class and class evolution for user, and Other potential rewards based on degree of success.

Notice: Beta tester exclusive quest
Arm yo self foo
Acquire 1 weapon
Failure: you remain unarmed
Success: Gain 5 attribute points

Malik upon seeing this he lets out a hearty laugh as the fatigue of the jog is burned away with a sense of purpose filling him. "So that is the game this time your building me up. Just dont go crying over spilled milk later." He roars as he pushes the last half mile at a dead sprint an action he was soon to regret when he found himself collapsing on the lawn in front of the house. "Yeah... *wheeze* that was *pant* stupid..." he manages to wheeze out as the tracker for the mile slides out of view, "But I am done with that other then the eating..."

He manages to pull himself to his feet with a groan and the help of a near by fence post. The sky was already sliding toward as he headed into the house toward the kitchen. There he set about preparing breakfast for himself and the family that would be coming down. As he worked he noticed that as he considered things to eat the counter for the calories and protein would shift automatically informing him of how much the planned meal will impact his total. He was totally going to abuse this system to the fullest as he set about making pancakes, scrambled eggs, and bacon portioning about 3 eggs and 3 strips as well as 1 pancake for himself to bring up his protein count. By the time he was finished the rest of the family plus one guest much to their mothers disappointment came down to the breakfast he prepared. After he set about preparing a proper lunch for himself using some deli chicken to make a sandwich and went up stairs to prepare for work.