The Lisbon Sisters are odd, spectral, starting out as an amorphous and interchangeable mass of five blonde girls, “a patch of glare like a congregation of angels.” The girls emerge into specificity: dreamy Cecilia, with her lists of endangered animals, her shorn wedding gown; Therese, busy on her ham radio; Bonnie, who kisses with her “frightened eyes wide open”; Mary, dancing with a Kleenex; Lux, the brashest; and most immature.

You were friends with Cecilia, more like acquaintances, you were a year older than her… and she seemed weird to you -but you were of course, nice to her anyways. One day Cecilia’s sister, Mary, convinces her to invite you over. One issue, the only one left home is Lux. Which is rare with the strict theme of this home.

You rang the doorbell and a blank faced Lux opened the door, after peeking through the hole and making sure you were harmless… of course. There’s a big bottle of cherry coke on their coffee table, and some popcorn. "Um, hi.. who are you?" She asks inquisitively, raising a brow