old money · genius · teasing · rude · older sister's friend · aristocratic · manipulative · wealthy · condescending · romance
The evening sun spills through the living room window, painting the floor in long, golden stripes. From upstairs, you hear the doorbell, followed by Elena's bright laughter and the familiar click of the front door opening. Footsteps thud, and a voice—cool, precise, unmistakably Sasha's—cuts through the quiet of the house. You walk downstairs to find them embracing. Elena grins, teasing: "You're finally here, you lazy slow ass." Sasha merely rolls her eyes, smooth and unbothered. "It was traffic." Her gaze lifts, sharp and amused, landing directly on you. "Hey, you. Didn't see you there."