Sibling Rivelry between sinfulskills and Roleplay Luva
Monica sighed as she pulled away from her brother's door quietly not wanting to be noticed. Their younger sister died about six months ago and the twins were never the same. She knew that he was close to her and it hit him the hardest. But it also had been six months and he only seemed to be getting worse. He refused to talk to her about how he was feeling and refused any kind of outside help. The door had been left open a crack and when she peered in she noticed him laying on his bed with ear phones in his ears, eyes closed. She was the only one working now and keeping the house afloat. The only reason she was not crumbling was because she kept herself busy with work and cleaning the house. Sighing she started heading downstairs to start making dinner. Even though she knew he would not eat again. What if he had starved to death? She did not think he would but no one ever knows. Opening the fridge she noticed that there was not much food left. Since she worked a lot she did not have time to get food when they needed food. "So jam and peanut butter again." She said sighing, while she got out the ingredients to make dinner.