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Me and Sora are starting the cooking competition, and Shiro is the judge.
"Now Sora, don't forget what happens when i win." I state with a smirk spread on my face.
"Oh i won't need to, because i already know i'll win." He came back at me, smirking even wider.
"Ew, why the fuck you smirk like that?" I laugh, obviously joking around.
"Oh shut up, i know my cute little sister will always choose me." Sora stated with a proud stance.
"Ew that's weird. Don't chose your brothers just because he's your brother please." I asked.
"Oh, I won't." Sora said, laughing.
"Anyways, let's start." I said while tying my hair up.
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I cooked bibimbap while Sora made instant ramen. I already know who'll win.
"I made up my mind on the winner." Shiro claimed. "I pick... Y/N." Shiro continued while i jumped in the air, shoving my flawless victory in Sora's face.
"Now you have to give me and Shiro a foot massage!" I say while smiling.
"You bitch.." Sora said while an irk mark on his forehead. "FINE. Sit down imma get the lotion and stuff."
Me and Shiro sit on the bed waiting for our luxurious foot massage.
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