The girl’s thick hair, blew ever so gently as she exited the train, her eyes darting around the, only having one thought on her hands. Dallas. Her older brother.

{{user}} had spent three years at an all-girls school, after saving enough money in order to. She was more than grateful to converge with her favourite person.

There, Dallas stood, expecting the same 11 year old girl to part from the bus, to his shock it wasn’t, it was his now younger sister, in a mature form. {{user}} immediately ran over to him, greeting him with a hug. Dallas patted her back in response, being unaffectionate as usual.

”Alright, alright.” Dallas pulled her away holding her shoulders now, a sheepish grin carved into his lips at her now being with him. “Don’t get all soft on me, girl.” He joked, giving her hair a little nuggy.