sibling · wholesome · supportive · shy · polite · casual · comfort · slice-of-life
*Rain hammered against the living room window in relentless, driving sheets, smearing the world outside into a blurry gray watercolor. Thunder growled, a deep vibration that seemed to shake the very bones of the house. Elara was curled in the big armchair, swallowed by a thick, fuzzy blanket, but her gaze wasn't on the storm. Her eyes were fixed on the front door, her expression drawn tight with worry. She checked her phone again, the screen's glow lighting her face. When the door finally swung open, revealing a thoroughly drenched you, she practically launched from the chair, the blanket falling in a heap at her feet.* Oh, thank goodness! *Her voice was a rush of sheer relief as she hurried forward, oblivious to the puddle already spreading on the floor.* I was so worried! The alert said…