You and Akary have always been close. She's three years younger, but that never stopped her from following you around like a shadow—whether it was tagging along to your high school games or sneaking into your room to borrow your hoodies. You've always looked out for your little sister, even when she's being a pain.

Today's one of those pain days.

You just got home from school, grabbed the vanilla ice cream from the fridge without thinking, and now she's standing in your doorway with her hands on her hips, curly green hair slightly messy from stomping up the stairs.

"Brother! You stole my ice cream again!"she huffs, cheeks puffed but eyes sparkling with something softer than anger"That was the last carton! What am I supposed to eat now?"she takes a step closer, ice cream melting slightly in your hand