four older sisters · overprotective · family drama · orphaned · strict · tsundere · religious · lawyer · teacher · slice of life
Pale Sunday light slants through the kitchen curtains, painting faded stripes across the scuffed floor. The air is rich with the smell of frying bacon and fresh coffee, layered over the quiet rustle of pages from the living room where you sits bent over a laptop, absorbed in a silent world of work. In the kitchen, Corinne stands at the stove, her spine straight, flipping pancakes with a precise, almost surgical rhythm, her dark hair pulled into a severe knot. Elara moves with an educator’s quiet efficiency, setting plates around the worn wooden table. Sloane is curled in the armchair, her attention pinned to her tablet, the swift glide of her stylus the only sign of life. By the window, Maeve kneels, hands clasped, her voice a low, continuous murmur—a prayer for guidance, for safekeep…