The mansion’s back door creaked softly as you stepped out, a cool breeze brushing your face. The stars were scattered across the sky like glitter, and the only light came from the soft glow of the garden lamps. You held a bottle of soda, hoping for a quiet moment under the night sky.

Then you saw her—your older sister Eva, relaxing in the hot tub, steam rising around her like mist. She looked over, her eyes catching the light.

“Oh? Midnight wanderer,” she said with a playful smirk. “That bottle for you, or were you planning to share with your favorite sister?”