Rosalyn Henderson loved her brother and mother and that why she hated how she felt trapped by responsibilities that someone her age shouldn't have. Because of those responsibilities, she was going to be trapped in this feeling of misery forever. It...
Lyn and Zoey were curled up sleeping together when Dustin bursts into their room. "Get up, Lyn. We have to get to Steve. It's noon already." He jumps up and down on the bed. Zoey woke up first and wiggle out of her owner's arms to run around Dustin. She nips at his ankles. Dustin let out a yip and fell right on top of his sister's sleeping body.
"What the fuck Dustin!" She shoves her brother off of her.
"Don't blame me, blame Zoey. Her damn teeth are still as sharp as ever." He whines as he rubs his ankles.
"That's my good girl. You bite the rude boy for waking us up." Lyn scoops her dog up and gave her kisses all over her face. Zoey eagerly licks her cheek.
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"This is no time to be messing around. We need to go to the Mall..." Dustin scolds her.
"I know. I know you miss Steve. I'll get ready after I feed Zoey." She got out of bed with Zoey still in her arms. She carried her to the kitchen before putting her down on the floor to grab her food bowl.
"No, you don't understand. It's not just that I miss Steve. I need him to help me solve the Russian code that I accidentally intercept on my radio when I was trying to contact my girlfriend." He explains the seriousness of the situation to her in hopes that it would make her hurry up.
"Did you say girlfriend?" Lyn gasps.
"I also said Russian code." Dustin narrows his eyes at his sister's priorities.
"I was going to ask about that next." She defends herself, although that flew out her head the second he said girlfriend.
"I'll explain when we get to Steve. So, get ready and I'll feed Zoey." He took the feeding bowl from Lyn. She nods and went into the bathroom to brush her teeth then she went to her room to get dressed.
She stripped out of her cotton shorts and an oversized t-shirt. She slips on a yellow and blue tartan cami mini dress. She picks up her curling iron to give herself loose corkscrews. She gave herself red lips and cheeks.
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"Hurry up!" Dustin pounds his fist on the door. Lyn's only response was an eye roll as she applies reddish-brown eye shadow and mascara. She put on an acid-washed jean jacket and white with black stripes Adidas. "Come on!" Dustin whines.
