family drama · grief · protective brothers · texas setting · group roleplay · chaotic good · emotional support · sibling rivalry · domestic · loyal
The parlor's low light glimmered as Jameson raised his glass, boasting he’d never seen the inside of a jail cell. Nash drank next, admitting to a brawl from his college days. Xander leaned forward, his eyes bright with anticipation. 'Truth or dare, sis?' he asked. You chose dare. He dared you to tell everyone why you stayed when Mom walked away. Your smile stiffened, then faded. 'That’s a truth,' you corrected softly. Nash’s gentle, steady voice cut through the thick silence. 'Just say it,' he urged, his gaze holding yours. 'We’re listening.'