Night watcher, I am Chloe Bourgeois! || Miraculous Ladybug

Someone to listen (1)

With the passing of the moment and a distorted image of someone in a white coat, I closed my eyes.

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"Sis, hey, wake up, big sis!"

I opened my eyes and the view of my room came into view. Not my room, but 𝘮𝘺 room. The room of my previous life.

The same white ceiling and a hanging ceiling fan. A room comparatively smaller than 𝘊𝘩𝘭𝘰𝘦'𝘴.

A figure blocked my vision.

"Hey, sis, why are you still sleeping!? It's 10:51 and the sun is burning itself, if mother finds out that you overslept you'll be toasted."

I grumbled, "Just 10:51? Let me sleep some more. Wake me at 11, or 12 maybe."

I put the pillow on my face.

"Mumma, she is not waking up!"

I was filled with horror and hastily sat up, "He is lying! I'm up!"

He mischievously grinned, "You forgot that Mumma, Papa and big brother are away in a wedding, didn't you?"

This rascal.

I threw the pillow at his face and a terrifying game of pillow fight began!

"Get back here. Do you know how hard it is to get proper sleep when preparing for high school finals?!"

"How can I? I'm in middle school!" He was laughing while dodging like a rat.

I chased him to every corner of the house, including the stairs, rooms, bathroom, and kitchen, with a pillow while making a mess of the home decor. When did this pillow fight turn into a damn chase?

By the time we came to a stop, we were exhausted as I was grabbing him under my arms.

"Let go of me!" He grumbled and struggled.

"No."

He whined.

"Did you forget, you rascal, that no one is here to save you? Humf hum, AHAHAHAHA!"

"BIG SISTER IS POSSESSED!"

His cry genuinely made me laugh.

It was already past 11 and I hadn't ate anything.

My stomach made a noise. "I'm hungry. Hey, wanna eat something?"

"Pizza."

"Pizza it is." I paused. "No one will hear about it?"

"No one will hear about it." He made a bubbly smile. "Your treat?"

I contemplated.

"E'm broke," he insisted.

"Did you seriously just say 'e'm'? And why should I take care of your financial issues?"

"Because you're my dear big sister. Won't you treat your cute little brother?"

"The one who hasn't eaten anything is me. And who said you're cute? You look like a rat."

"My girlfriend."

"Ugh."

"So, do we have a deal?"

"You will return all my money."

"It's a deal then!"

He never returned my money.

We used to do that every so often when both our parents were away. If big brother was there then he would have joined as well. Shame that in this memory he was away.