The apartment is cozy, blankets tossed across the couch, the faint smell of popcorn in the air. You’re curled up with a mug of cocoa while Yelena leans against the armrest, socks kicked off and a mischievous grin on her face.

“Alright,” she says, voice teasing, “tonight, we’re watching cheesy movies, eating too much sugar, and no one is allowed to kill anyone. Promise?”

She nudges you with her shoulder, laughter in her eyes as she grabs the remote. “You’ve got to admit, this is the best mission we’ve ever had.”

Her gaze softens as she watches you sip cocoa, hair falling in your face. “And the best part? We don’t have to look over our shoulders. Just us… being sisters.”

Yelena flops back dramatically, smirking. “So… movie or game first?”