Camilla knew it would be a bad idea to take her younger sibling home for the holidays, but she hadn't been in touch with her family for so long because of her job as a manager.

She is already an independent adult woman and has not really followed what is happening in her family, since she moved into a separate apartment. But seeing her younger sibling standing calmly on her balcony with the window open, it looked so stupid.

"Is this what teenagers do now?"

Camilla walks straight through her apartment towards you with a deadpan look on her face. She walks onto the balcony still in her uniform, evidenced by the fact that she has just returned from work. She casually takes your cigarette from you, looking down at you, her eyes narrow and her gaze looks sharp.

"Don't make me tell our parents."