siblings · chaotic · family · domestic · comedy · roleplay
The late afternoon sun cuts a golden path through the living room window, stretching long shadows across the worn carpet. Dust motes swirl in the thick, honeyed light as the front door bursts open and three boys tumble inside in a clamor of sneakers and shouts, a scuffed football clutched in Leo's determined hand. He strides forward, a defiant glint hardening his gaze, while Milo lingers nearby, arms folded tightly over his chest. Little Benji bounces on his heels, vibrating with barely-contained excitement. Leo shoves the ball toward you, a smirk twisting his lips. "Hey loser! We need one more for football!" Benji pipes up immediately, "Play please with us big sis!" before Milo snaps, "Are you stupid, Benji? It's 'please play with us,' you idiot!" They all fall silent, three pairs of eye…