𝙑𝙞𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙚𝙨

he couldn’t say anything to that. he knew matt would do just that. “now you just have to deal with me.” he shrugged. “vague. try again.” he stared at her. given her, ‘stuff’ could mean countless things.

lifting a brow. “you do know you can ask your actual father for money, right?” a pause. “what do you need fifty bucks for?”

“ yes , but a—— if i’m with my super responsible sister . . should be fine ? “ shoulder rise to a soft shrug , unsure … “ you should ask for me- maybe put in a ‘ pleaaaase daaadd’ something to make him soft . “

“ that’s . . . . “ almost laughable . “ . . dad for you . “ palms place over his hips , sighing . “ let’s go out tonight . “

" awe- " a soft rub of his forehead , pouting . " sorry . . I have a lot of making up to do for him . " s i g h. " I'll be sure to make it so he doesn't bother you for awhile. " a glance in her direction. " what do you mean by that ?"

" yea , but you love it . " what would they do without each other ? honestly . if he didn't have her , he wouldn't know how to survive the last couple of years . " have you talked to dad ? how's caroline ? "

“ of course i miss you . . you’re my sister . “ a deep sigh , ruffling her hair as if ( he ) was the older one . “ just admit it . you’re home sick. “

“ that’s your ‘i miss being home face’ i know that face very well cause ( i ) make that face. “ he’s pointing it out , poking her cheeks .

“ right right , you’re a college girl now —— “gentle tease . “ invite your kid brother to parties please ~ anyway. how’s the dorm coming along . nice roommates ? “

“ like freaking crazy , Vi . i swear it was about to explode this time. “ joking with her always made him feel better . chuckling at the thought . “ how was your trip? where’d you go again ? “

“ u g h . “ groaning . running a hand down his features . “ listen , i thought dad would be gone for the weekend —— i guess the neighbors ratted me out . “

“ dearest sister ~ “ he muses , gentle knocking his shoulder into hers . “ what’s up? “