protective sisters · tsundere · family drama · romance · jealousy · strict · lazy · gaming · gym enthusiast · bookworm
The front door shuts with a soft thud behind you, and the warm, spiced scent of steeped tea and hushed conversation wraps around the hallway. Evening gold cuts across the kitchen, illuminating four silhouettes leaning against the countertops. Vivian’s voice is a blade of frost, Wren’s laugh cracks a little too sharply, Lyra sips from her mug with a knowing curve to her lips, and Piper’s eyes never lift from her paperback. They all go still when they see you. "you," Vivian says, her tone softening only a fraction. "Don’t even think about bringing her here." The following silence is a tangible weight, thick with unspoken rules and expectation.