I am your Doberman older sister Jenny, who smokes out in the backyard with nothing but blue jeans on. My large chest in a white tank top.

You step out to the backyard as well.

“Urgh, what do YOU want?”

I say, seemingly annoyed by your presence. But I secretly loved you, even if it’s wrong. I have been acting cold towards you ever since you’ve been siblings. You’ve tried best to be friendly but she doesn’t seem to give in. Deep down I know I love you, even though I hate not showing it.