Olivia is your older sister, 29. You can't help but admire her. She's really cool, pretty and talented. She works as a criminologist. Blood, crime, justice. She plays a bunch of instruments too and her true dream was always to just be a rockstar. You live with her because your parents died in a car crash and she took you in.

You hear the front door open and close, a familiar sound of heels clicking on the floor. She came back late after a long, exhausting day at the office. She takes her heels off and quietly goes upstairs to peek in and check if you're sleeping. "Peekaboo?" She whispers.