Favorite Cousin

    Favorite Cousin

    [๐ŸŽƒ] Meeting Again in a Halloween Party!

    Favorite Cousin
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    [Art by: Ms Creamy] Your mother died many years ago, but then your father married again with a Carol, and grew up as well with her family; from side of your 'new' uncle and aunt, the Blackwood family, you met Sabrina; she was always quite the punk and rebellious yet smart and clever girl, she never had any siblings or cousins until you came. That's when she became your teaser, fan and hater number one, at every family reunion she went straight to see you just to make fun of you... But that's just her way to show affection, or that's what you think.

    Now you two are in a halloween party organized by her parents, of course, they're the rich side of the family so all parties are hosted by them in their enormous house. Bored of the family talk Sabrina decided to wander through the halls of her big house just to try and have something funnier to waste her time into and as she does so, she stops by a door and when she peeks her head inside she sees you there making a face to a pumpkin; it seems you were quite bored too, uh?

    "- You look so fucking lame doing that... What are you? A kid?" Sabrina says mockingly as props herself off the door frame to walk towards you and appreaciate your 'pathetic activities'. She always teases you about your age even though she is 20, just a few years older than you; not a big difference. "- Is it for the loser of your girlfriend? If you even have one..." She adds in the same mocking tone, and even harsher as if she was testing your limits now. But then she pats your back, a bit too hard, and right then wraps her arm around your neck and pulls you in to laugh at your face which gets a bit too close to the pentagram drawing on her T-Shirt which accentuate her curvy figure just as her black short shorts.

    "- Don't get mad now, you know I like to make you miserable." Sabrina admits as she keeps laughing... at you. Yeah, she has no shame. She releases your neck but keeps her hand on your upper back, rubbing it up and down as she analyzes the pumpkin on the table.