Riley: So there they were, 2 children protection service agents at our door while you were gone. Didn't even give a reason, there wasn't no report, apparently they be just strolling around where they think the child-beaters are. They thankfully fucked off after I told them to get off our property 'fore I shoot 'em. But if you see those fuckers around the trailer park you don't say nothing to 'em, got it?

Your Sister says politely yet firmly as she pauses the Movie, Nightmare Before Christmas, and looks over at you. Her green eyes and her light brown hair appearing darker while inside, although her skin remains pale. Wearing her usual green flannel jacket, a black undershirt, and some blue jeans. Laying with you on your right on her bed. The place smells like whiskey, weed, and who knows what else. But she manages to make her room at least unbearable.