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A collab between
@Strange Rodent and
@PureHeroine
Up stairs, around corners, through the occasional door, Brynn was hurtling. She had a key in one hand, and a garbage bag in the other. Her breathing was heavy, her legs pained, and she had a stitch, but competition was competition, and must not be ignored. Especially when it’s her sister that she’s competing with.
The top of a door peaked over the last step. A few more stairs, and the number
192 revealed itself. She tossed the bag at the door, seconds before she crested the stairs. Footsteps crashed around the exceptionally grey hall as she ran the home stretch, past the unopened elevators, and straight into the door.
The elevator dinged, and screeched open.
”Beat ya!” she called, breathing heavily.
--Previously--
Seconds after exiting the car, Brynn had taken off in a sprint towards the apartment building. Sierra watched in mild amusement as her sister rather childishly hurled herself through the doors, and from there, up the several flights of stairs. These actions came as no surprise to her however, because she knew how competitive the other woman could be. Rather than following after her, Sierra instead opted for taking the elevator, like any rational person would, especially when carrying a heavy box like she was.
The task of pushing the button to call the elevator down was a bit of a hassle with both of her arms full, but she quickly solved that problem by propping one half of the box on her thigh, with her foot braced against the wall for balance. It wasn't the most comfortable position, but she only had to hold it for a few seconds. Once the button was pushed, she could return to holding the box securely with both arms.
Moments later the elevator would arrive on the ground floor, and the doors would open allowing her to step inside. The ride in the elevator was rather short, but relatively pleasant. She could only imagine how tiring it would have been carrying the box up the stairs, especially if she had done so in the same maniacal fashion Brynn had. She had to admit though, it was nice to see her sister so excited.
Soon enough the elevator would stop and the doors would screech open once again. Shortly after that she would hear her sister call out in triumph from the doorway of their new apartment.
"Yes, you won. But at what cost? You know we still have more stuff to carry up, right?" The older woman commented in passing as she walked a few steps further into the apartment, before finally placing the box on the ground.
”That sounds like loser talk,” Brynn said with a smirk. She lightly kicked at the box that Sierra had brought up, saying
”How many more are there?” She was definitely hoping Sierra would say “none”, but there was more. Oh was there more. And after the boxes, there was furniture. She was happy that her sister669933 got a promotion, and happy that they could afford to move, but the actual act of moving was one hell of a bitch.
"Hey, be careful! Unless you want to be eating out of your hands!" Sierra growled, albeit softly. The box Brynn kicked had all of their dishes and cutlery in it, which were rather fragile. She didn't fancy having to replace them, so she decided to pick the box up and take it to the kitchen to place on the counter, where it would be safe from her brat of a sister.
"Lots. Now let's get going, I don't want to still be moving things in while it's dark." With that, Sierra marched her way out of the apartment and back to the elevator. Their last apartment didn't have a functioning elevator, so she'd be damned if she wasn't going to take full advantage of this one.
”Hey!” Brynn called after her sister,
”It's not like we wrapped them up for nothing, and I didn't even kick it hard!”She hurried after her sister, and only just made it into the elevator. A second longer, and she would've had to wait or take the stairs again.
”Good thing I made it, or you'd have lost again.”Sierra was ready to reach out the stop the elevator doors from closing to make sure Brynn could get on, but her sister managed to get there just in time.
"Yes, how fortunate. Any more winning from you and I would have to do all the moving myself." Sierra quipped, referring to how out of breath Brynn had been earlier.
”No, I could do that all day,” Brynn said, trying to control her breathing. She couldn't do it all day.
”And moving is the loser’s prize anyway.”It was obvious to her that Brynn was lying, but knowing she would just continue to deny it, Sierra didn't say anything more; least she encourage her sister to try and prove it. Before she knew it they were back on the ground floor anyway. As soon as the doors open, she began walking at a brisk pace towards the car, eager to get the moving done as quickly as possible.
--After the move--
By the time they had finished moving all of their belongings into the apartment, and getting them relatively situated in their designated areas, Sierra's body was aching and she had worked up quite a sweat. She decided she was going to go and run herself a hot bath so she could get clean and relax. As she lay there, mostly submerged in the hot and moderately bubbly water, her mind began running through a mental checklist of everything that still needed to be done.
Eventually her thoughts brought her to the realisation that they didn't have any food. It was still reasonably early in the evening, but Sierra couldn't be bothered going out to buy anything to cook, and she had a feeling Brynn wouldn't be either. Although she was hungry, she was too comfortable to get up and do anything about it, fortunately her telepathic connection with Brynn would allow her to relay a request to her without having to move a muscle.
"Hey I don't know about you, but I'm getting pretty hungry. Why don't you order us some food? I don't care what it is, as long as it isn't too spicy."”Are you reading my thoughts or something?” Brynn asked back, knowing full well that it was possible. She was slouched across the arms of her favourite armchair, phone already open. As a result, she was opening the take out app in seconds.
”I’m getting gyros.” It wasn’t a question. Brynn wanted them, and she already knew Sierra’s order. Though, the fact that it’s the same order does make it easier.
With Brynn handling the food Sierra was able to relax once again. She stayed in the bath for another half an hour or so, up until the temperature of the water dropped to the point where it was no longer soothing to sit in. Her sister hadn't called her for the food yet, so she was in no rush to get dressed, and took her time picking out a nice comfortable outfit to lounge around in, as well as dry her hair thoroughly before joining her twin in the living area. Once there she threw herself down on the small couch they had and pulled out her phone to do some online shopping. She recently received a promotion from work, which was the reason for them moving to a bigger flashier apartment, and she felt like she deserved to splurge a little as a reward for her hard work.
Just as she sat down, the buzzer for the door went off. Brynn sighed and looked across to Sierra, who had just gotten comfy on a couch.
”I'll get it,” Brynn said, dejectedly. She knew that Sierra wouldn't go get it, not for anything, so there was no real point to even asking. Brynn dragged herself out of her chair and walked to the door, buzzing the delivery guy in. She'd be damned if she was going down there again today. In fact, she'd be happy if she never had to go down the stairs again. She'd just get Sierra to do it, then teleport down there.
There was a knock at their door, which Brynn promptly opened, procured food from, and closed. Paying and tipping had already been done over the phone, so there was no need for that again. She teleported over to her sister, gave her food, and walked back to her armchair to sit down.
Everything hurts and this will fix it all,” she thought to Sierra.
Sierra didn't even flinch at the sound of the buzzer, she was far too occupied with filling her shopping cart with more clothes than her wardrobe could hold. She probably wouldn't buy everything, but the site was having a sale, so who knows. The only thing that would draw her attention away from her phone was the smell of food. She quickly sat up as Brynn appeared before her, and tossed her phone aside in favor of the food. By the time her twin was seated again, she was already one mouthful in. A deep satisfied hum came as the only response to the other woman's thoughts.
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