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One apartment.
Two teenagers.
Both girls.
Two quirks.
Two secrets.
Countless lies.




''Damn,you that poor, girl?''
''Shut the fuckkkkkkkkk up!''
''How mean~ I'm your big bro!''
''You are a fucking slut.''
''I prefer the terms playboy.''
''Burn in Hell.''
''Darling,I tried,but the devil spat me out.''
A short teenager girl and a man with a muscular build were standing in front of a shady looking apartment,it seemed like just a simple gust of wind would destroy it.
Clutching a purple weather beaten bag to her chest,she heaved a sigh as her black colour strands of hair were swept up in her face.
Her brother towered over her,twirling the car keys to his Crimson Red Alfa Romeo.
''Seriously Sis,I was all for you finally moving out,but I am strongly against you moving in this dump .You know I could get you the money,just say the word and you got me.''
The girl stuck her tougue out at him.
''I have morals. I don't want the money that you get from your sugar mamas.''
''The gender neutral term for that is Guclose Guardian.''
The girl huffed and started her way up the stairs.
''Angelynn! Not even a goodbye kiss to your favourite brother!''
''Its Askura to you!''
The man sighed and got in his car.
''Oh, whatever happened to that little innocent angel that used to be my sister?''
Currently,Askura was struggling to climb up the stairs.
The lift had broken down.
And her apartment was on the top floor.
Silently cussing under her breath,Askura moaned in protest.

Her joints creaked and screamed, very step she took.
Askura was very unfit.
After what seemed to be a hundred years,she finally made it to her flat.
''Damn it all!''
She hit the door with all her might.
''PLUS ULTRA! OPEN UP!''
''THERE IS A DOORBELL FOR THE LOVE OF ALL MIGHT!''
Dumbstruck, Askura could only gasp in shock as the old wooden door opened with a deafening sqeak......... only to get stuck halfway.
''Agrhhhh! Not again! I just fixed you!!!!''
The female inside growled.
Askura stifled a laugh as she tugged on the door on the outside, gently coaxing it to open.

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