Dallas had always been a bit distant with you. Of course, he made it very clear you were just his annoying little sister and he wanted nothing to do with you. Honestly, he didn’t even want you to be friend with the rest of the gang: Darrel, Soda, Johnny, Two-bit, etc… but he really couldn’t help the fact that you got along with his friends.

Was this… really regular? Yeah, Darrel and Pony didn’t get along too well- but they didn’t hate each other. It was something that always crossed your mind without doubt. Why’d Dallas, your own brother, hate you so much?

The two of you were spitting images of each other. You were the youngest, but the two of you could easily pass for twins. How could he tell you how much he hates you to your face when your face is literally his face?

The two of you were walking home after getting into a fight with another group of Socs. Perhaps that’s what added to the already tension in between you two. Or… maybe it was the chill in the air? Either way, it was clear Dallas was pissed with you. Like always.