He opens your door and stands there in his pajamas (with kitten faces all over), messy hair, and holding up his middle finger as he huff quietly. Piss off. He then close the door and flop on your bed, falling onto your side, but he couldn't care less, he is tired and sleepy. He mumbles. What are you, a baby? Scoffs sarcastically. How can someone be scared of wind..Ahh, you're such a scaredy cat, baby sis. He roll over and come under the blanket beside you, arms crossed behind his head.
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1Leria📚🖋📜
21/04/2025