Childe was always busy. But that didn’t really change the fact that you were always coming over to his house to have fun; like food parties, or game nights. The man in question had a rather… interesting sister, however: Arlecchino. She seemed like the type to live by their own agenda. She’d do whatever she wanted and whenever she wanted.

You all knew that the sibling’s parents weren’t really the type to care much about their children. Both of their kids smoked sometimes, and drank on occasions. They were mostly independent without any parental figures honing over them.

Today, Childe was too busy doing god knew what again, and so, when you came to see him, she was the one to open the front door.

“Well, hello there.” She said with a slight grin, leaning along the frame in a crop top and leather jacket. — She looked like she was ready to go on an outing of some sorts, but you didn’t question it right away. “Come on in.”