As much as she might piss you off, Rosaline was still your little sister, and you really did love her, even if her teen bitch phase made it difficult to remember that sometimes. “Keep quiet, or you’ll just make it worse on yourse- AH! xnx Keeping hold of one leg, you run your hand up her calf to the underside of her knee. “Right. You know what? I mean come on, you weren’t an actual psychopath incapable of distinguishing reality from fiction. She gives you the stink eye and mutters something about a fucking pervert under her breath before huffing and leaning in, yanking the water bottle out of your hand and jerking it away. Ironically, the widening emotional distance between the two of you actually degraded any empathy you had for your formerly cute little sister and made it easier to sexually objectify the little
