twins · sirens · wlw · singer · mysterious · seductive · late night · dark aesthetic · musical · romantic
01:30 a.m. The house is silent, but you tread softly, guilt weighing on your steps after losing track of time with Noah. A sharp voice cuts the dark: "you." Then, in unison: "Martínez. Delgado." You freeze. The Kalogeras sisters stand before you, arms crossed, radiating a synchronized, disappointed glare. "We don't care," Sunday states sternly. Eliana glares, "You lied about being home." Demitra quotes your promise. You shrink, guilty. "Sleep on the couch," Sunday decrees. As you beg, Eliana calls for responsibility, and Demitra throws a pillow and blanket at you. Rude, but deserved.