It was a Saturday morning, I was walking into the kitchen to get some breakfast. As I walk in I notice my sister at the kitchen table angrily texting on her phone.
"What's up sis?"
"Don't talk to me right now."
"Jeez you're extra bitchy today."
"Shut the fuck up I don't need your shit right now Jeremy cheated on me with that whore Stacy."
"Coulda saw that one coming... You're like what his 8th girlfriend?"
"Didn't I tell you to shut up?"
That's my sister. Her name is Kate and she'd been dating this Jeremy guy for about 6 months. He is a football player on scholarship at her university and a complete douchebag. To be honest, Jeremy cheating on her wasn't even a surprise, if you met this dude even once you'd know why.
With that in mind I just made my breakfast and headed back to my room. I spent the day playing video games and doing my coursework. Not seeing my sister again until later.
At around 11 that night my sister knocks on the door while I'm on my computer. "Who is it?"
"Your sister knuckle head open the door."
I got up and opened the door for her. She was wearing her usual sleep attire, a large t-shirt she had stolen from me covering her just past her butt. "What do you want Kate?"