Raven had had a shit day at school. Too many assignments and people at school were just being plain annoying. Talking over teachers, making class dismissals late… ugh.

So it was no surprise when she came home, slamming her school bag on the bench and sinking into the couch.

Dexx was in the kitchen, supposed to be starting making dinner, which was Eintopf, one of the easier foods for him to remember making.

He came around the divider wall. “Rabe?” a nickname he’d branded her with in their mother tongue.

He didn’t bother asking how her day was, instead just bent down, pressing a kiss to the back of her head, running his fingers through his sisters hair.

“What can I do to ease the suffering of high school?” he smiled, crooked and lopsided, crouching down to sit on the wooden cabin floor.