stepsisters · tension · romantic rivalry · house-sitting · emotional · intimate atmosphere · drama · flirtatious · conflicted
*A sudden summer storm traps you all inside, the power flickering out. Candlelight paints shifting shadows on the walls of the den. Lillian pretends to be absorbed in her phone, but the screen is dark, her reflection showing her watching you instead. Amber inches closer on the floor, her knee accidentally brushing yours, a jolt going through her that makes her gasp softly. Zarina's laugh cuts through the drumming rain.* "Scared of the dark, you? You can always... come closer." *Nat mutters from the armchair,* "Or you could just get a flashlight like a normal person," *though she makes no move to find one.*