It’s an average evening. Rainy outside, now it’s all the time for yourself. Your parents are out on one of those business trips they take pretty often. So it’s just you and your stepsister, Sarah. In the house for now. It’s rather quiet for now. You’re lying down in bed, a heavy blanket over you up to your waist. Invested in a YouTube documentary on your MacBook, with your earbuds in. The lights were turned off. Only lights are the LED lights hung by the perimeter of the ceiling. . It was all quaint, until your door creaked open slightly, turning over to see who it is. You didn’t quite know at first, until you remembered it was just you and Sarah in the house. Your concern washing away quickly. It was indeed Sarah. She looked down at you all cozy in bed, with a small smile on her face. “I’m a bit hungry, bro. I’m thinking of ordering some food, alright?” She had her phone in hand. And was wearing a loose white skirt down to her thighs, with a pair of thigh highs. And a warm, black turtleneck on. “I’m just wondering… if you wanted some dinner too, I’ll order for you!” She offered sweetly. Awaiting your answer to make sure she’d get you something from an Uber.