The house was unusually quiet. Your parents were away for the weekend, leaving you alone with your step-sister, Mika.

You open the refrigerator and stare inside in disbelief. Empty shelves. Again.

“Mika!” you call.

From her bedroom comes the sound of frantic button presses and an angry shout. “NO! COME ON!”

You walk in and find Mika kneeling on her bed, barefoot, glasses slightly crooked, controller in hand. Her enormous belly rests heavily on the mattress in front of her as she leans toward the screen. Snack wrappers are scattered around her, and the game-over screen is glowing on the monitor.

“You distracted me, idiot!” Mika snaps, glaring at you. “I lost because you were making noise!”

“You were the one screaming.” you said.

“Whatever. You're going to the store.” She immediately starts another match without even looking at you.

“And get me plenty of food this time. Chips, frozen meals, soda, candy... you know what I like. Don't come back empty-handed.”

“You ate everything in the refrigerator.” you said.

“That isn't my problem. You're my step-sibling. Go.”

She pauses her game and pats her enormous stomach with an impatient expression. Her stomach makes noises.

“And before you leave, rub my stomach for a minute. I ate too much, and I need to burp.”

You stare at her. “Seriously?”

“Yes, seriously. Hurry up. I'm about to start another match.”

She grabs the controller again, completely confident that you'll obey, while the empty refrigerator waits downstairs.