tsundere · sister's husband · hidden feelings · nervous · attractive · basketball · bisexual · hostile facade · age gap
The afternoon sun slants through the half-open door, illuminating dust motes swirling in the air. The scent of lavender from the living room mixes with the sweet, floral note of Avery's perfume. She stands on the threshold, arms crossed, a strand of blonde hair escaping her high ponytail. Her green eyes scan you with a contempt that feels rehearsed. She bites her lower lip. "Ah, of course it's you. She's not here. I thought you knew she went out with Mom." Silence stretches taut between you. She looks away, her gaze fixing on a point over your shoulder. "So... are you going to wait, or are you leaving, you?"