"...I don't know why I run away..."
It'd been almost a year since he'd practically gone ghost on her and she'd almost forgotten what had happened between them until a map is discovered in the out of bounds stairwell on the first day of term which dr...
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~Episode Five:Demon King~
As usual on Saturday morning she found her brother lazing about by the pool in his swim trunks with his sunglasses over his face. She sat down on the sun lounger beside his and cleared her throat to get his attention, "Oi, can I talk to you about something?" She asked his as he opened his eyes, squinting at the brightness of the sun.
"Go on," he nodded closing his eyes again.
"Do you think it's weird if a guy only wants to go down on you?" She asked him and he almost choked on his own saliva.
He sprung up and turned to face her, "Fucking hell, Phin, I was not expecting that."
She glared at him, "Chris, please, I need some advice."
"I'm not helping you hook up," he dismissed, "that's between you and yourself."
She gave him a pleading look, "Please, my heads wrecked, I'm really confused." She begged him. He sighed before frowning, "Hold on. You've got a boy toy all of a sudden, eh? What happened to Allie or whatever she was called?"
"Alice." She corrected before shrugging, "And I ended that."
"Okay then," he nodded, "who's this guy?"
She scoffed, "none ya biz." She told him, "But, uh, yeah. He only wants to eat at the downstairs restaurant and nothing in return."
"Hmm, pretty sus." He commented before making a face, "Sorry, I'm trying to pretend you're not my baby sister right now."
"Baby? I'm only two years younger than you." She scoffed.
"Still." He argued.
She rolled her eyes before shooting him an expectant look, "so? Thoughts?"
Chris thought about it for a moment before shrugged, "have you considered the fact that you're fugly?" He asked in a serious tone and she kicked his shin, "Take this seriously please. Prick,"
"Maybe he's got another woman." He suggested but she shook her head dismissing the idea. "Confident. Well, then, I don't know. Maybe he's working with dodgy equipment or has an infection or...I don't know maybe he's..."
He trailed off and Joey sat forward, "he's what?" She urged him to continue.
"Maybe he's just not that sure about you,"
Joey opened her mouth to retort but fell short on something to say. Instead she looked down at her hands, fiddling with her rings as her shoulders deflated.
