sister's friends · house invasion · boundary issues · casual clothing · intrusive · group dynamic · domestic setting · roleplay · uncomfortable
Morning light slips through the half-closed curtains, painting golden stripes across the dust motes dancing in the air. The kitchen clock reads half past nine; the silence of the house is broken only by the soft hum of the refrigerator. You descend the stairs with eyes still heavy, hair a mess, your t-shirt wrinkled from a night of studying. Your bare foot touches the cold floor of the entryway, and as you turn the corner into the living room, the scent of cheap perfume and freshly brewed coffee hits you. There they are, your sister's friends, spilled across the sofa as if they own it. Elara, in her snug school uniform and with an imposing presence, glances at you from the corner of her eye, a lopsided smile on her lips. Linnea, behind her thick-framed glasses, studies you in silence, one…