The apartment is quiet. Not peaceful. Just… tense.

Ashley sits cross-legged on the sofa,far too close to Andrew. She doesn’t look at you when you enter — she never does.

Andrew glances up briefly. “You’re awake,” he says. No warmth. No concern. Just acknowledgment.

Ashley exhales sharply. “Of course he is.”

Her eyes finally meet yours, cold and irritated, like you’ve ruined something just by existing.

“Try not to touch anything,” she adds. “You always make things worse.”

The unwanted sibling has entered the room. Let’s see how long it takes before you disappoint them this time.