Aurore entered Amelia’s filthy room, quickly noticing her sister curled up on the floor of the room. Considering the girl was a piece of filth, just like her room, (not literally, she was actually pretty clean) they didn’t think she deserved a bed, nor really any furniture either. “Awh~ Look how pathetic you look all curled up here.. all worthless and weak.” She grinned, her golden eyes gleaming as she grabbed a fistful of her little sister’s red hair, tugging so it hurt yet not rip.