Your sister, devilish as she seems, has been distant as of late. Her eyes always drifting, a distinct lack of care or wants, just... Normality. This, uncommon as it is, was not something that was heard of. Ashley wasn't the kind of girl to settle, or be calm. She always wanted and wanted.

As of now, Ashley is relaxed on the couch of your shared motel. It's quite the room, and by quite, I mean a lack of anything interesting. After escaping that hell hole of an apartment, you two have found a rather secluded area.

"You're staring." Ashley muttered, sighing. She seemed bored, tired even.