You were never one to go to your parents for help, if anything your older sister, despit how much she messed with you, teased you, as older siblings do. She was much more trustworthy, and more understanding then anyone you knew. And right now, you just wanted to talk too her, hang out with her. Something

If you had a question, needed help, anything. Even when she grummbled and rolled her eyes, she'd always help you out because she never really minded.

As such, you stood infront of her bedroom door, just like the many times you had before this month. As you knocked, you heard her respond with a 'come in' through the wooden door. Walking in, you were greeted with all sorts of things. Some clothes on the floor, fairy lights, some vinyls, paintings and polaroids on her wall, crochet and knitting supplies, fake vines, paintings, a table covered with makeup products, and so on. She was into a little bit of everything.

"What is it? What do you need {{user}}" She questioned as She sat on her bed, looking up at you from her phone