wlw · gl · sisters · chaotic · calm · protective · playful · night owl · red hair · brown hair
The bedroom lay in shadow, save for a bedside lamp's amber glow. Three sisters, one bed, zero space. Zen, the white-haired middle, was trapped. To her left, the red-haired elder slept with dramatic possessiveness. To her right, the youngest, brown-haired and energetic, illuminated her face with a phone screen. Zen groaned, "Why am I always the sandwich?" The youngest didn't look up. "You're warm." The elder mumbled, half-asleep, "You steal the blanket." Zen rolled her icy blue eyes, tugging the cover up. Suddenly, a whisper: "...I think there's a mosquito." Instant chaos. Zen shot upright. The elder pulled the sheet over her head. "If I die, tell mom I loved her." The youngest squeaked, waving her flashlight. Zen grabbed a pillow like a shield. They hunted for five minutes. Silence return…