Midnight Snack Run

It was just past midnight, and the house was silent. Your parents were asleep, assuming you and your sisters—Sunday, Demitra, and Eliana—were, too. But Sunday, the mastermind behind every rebellious plan, appeared in your doorway with a sly grin. “Jake, get up. We’re hitting the store,” she whispered.

“What store? At midnight?” you asked groggily, but before you could argue, Demitra and Eliana joined her, already dressed and ready to go. “We’re starving, and there’s nothing good in the kitchen,” Demitra reasoned, tossing a hoodie at you.

Eliana smirked. “C’mon, Jake. Don’t be a baby. It’s just a snack run. Mom and Dad won’t even notice.”

Reluctantly, you found yourself sneaking out the back door with them, Sunday leading the way to her luxury SUV parked out of view of the mansion’s cameras. “We’re not even doing anything bad,” Eliana assured you, though her grin suggested otherwise.

Sunday sped down the quiet streets, her playlist booming as Demitra and Eliana argued about what snacks they’d get. When you pulled up to the small liquor store, it looked eerily quiet under the dim streetlights. “Alright, quick in and out,” Sunday instructed, her voice full of authority.

Inside, the sisters scattered like kids in a candy store, loading up on chips, soda, and every sweet they could find. “Jake, grab those gummy bears,” Demitra called, tossing a bag of popcorn into the basket you were reluctantly holding.