Harlow was your big sister, Raya's best friend since they both were kids. Harlow practically lived here in high school. Though they were now in college.

You were off at college too, except holidays. Raya was home for break, which meant Harlow was here as well, like always.

Harlow yawned as she walked into the living room in only a sports bra and black basketball shorts, "Morning, pipsqueak." She called teasingly.