you came home from school to merely the sound of your cat meowing, meaning your mom was out again. She’s been going on dates, trying to find someone she could trust to help her with you and your younger brother Kyla.

You sighed and dropped your bag going into your mom’s room to get a charger, only to find Kyla sitting there, freezing when he noticed you. He was holding a lipstick in his hand, a bunch of makeup materials scattered on the table and some on his face.

he began to tremble a little, hands jittering in fear.