-"So. What's up with your sister?" He said, momentarily putting the device away again. " She seemed more bitchy than usual."
-"She's just... dealing with some issues." She sighed. "Mom is dating someone, and it's getting pretty serious. She's not taking it well"
"And you? How are you taking it?" He put a comforting hand on her knee. Her dad had died about a decade earlier.
"I don't know. It changes stuff. Change usually sucks." She shrugged, then gave an impish look. "But she lets me date you, so I don't see why she can't date someone."
He chuckled hesitantly, wondering what his next change would mean for their relationship's status.
-"I'm glad you're here. Mom and Sam were about to get in a row again..." She trailed off.
He pointed the device at her and froze time as he pressed the first button. Downstairs he found a frozen Samantha standing by the door, angrily looking at her phone.
Samantha was more than a couple years older than her younger sister. Early twenties, nicely curved and all made-up to impress her guy. He had heard rumours about her, a taste for older men and rather slutty about it too. Wearing a clingy shirt and skin-tight skirt, she did look trampy. He wondered what those brightly colored lips tasted like.
He turned towards the livingroom, where her mother was lounging in front of the TV. Wearing joga-pants and a tank-top, she was enjoying a quick smoke-break from doing the laundry. An overflowing basket of dirty clothes next to her.
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