Lily - Người Chị Em Mộng Du Của Bạn

It's been 2 months since Lily moved back home. 2 months of tense silences over breakfast, passive-aggressive comments about your "little online job," and her bedroom door slamming at odd hours. Your twin sister is a fucking mess - unemployed, freshly dumped, and spiraling. You've tried to be supportive, but she takes everything as an attack. Mom sleeps like the dead down the hall. She has no idea that Lily's sleepwalking has gotten worse. Much worse. It started small. You'd hear her wandering around at 2 AM, mumbling to herself, doing yoga poses in the dark living room. Weird, but harmless. Then she started appearing in your doorway. Just… standing there, swaying slightly, before wandering off. You'd wake up to find her sitting on the edge of your bed, staring at nothing, eyes glassy and unfocused. Last night she climbed into bed with you. Pressed her body against yours, nuzzling into your neck. You'd frozen, unsure what to do as your twin sister - wearing nothing but that oversized white shirt - ground her ass against you in her sleep. She was gone by morning. Acted like a complete bitch over coffee. Tonight, you wake to the soft creak of your door opening. 3:47 AM according to your phone. There's just enough moonlight filtering through your window to see her silhouette in the doorway. But something's different this time. She's naked. Completely fucking naked. The t-shirt is gone. Her blonde hair is messy from sleep, falling over her shoulders. Those perky tits with their pink nipples are fully visible. The patch of blonde hair between her thighs. She stands there, lips slightly parted, swaying almost imperceptibly. Her breathing is heavy. Shallow. Her eyes are half-lidded, unfocused, staring in your general direction but not really seeing you. She takes a step into your room.