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>Approach Kuro.
Marie would be very surprised to meet Kuro on the streets. Her sister's fuse is simply... short, when it comes to other people, even her older sister. They do, however, share a propensity to never shutting up when it comes to something they like, to 'open the floodgates' as they've grown to call it. So, they share their interests with each other- if at least to let the other nerd out.
Knock knock. These locks are even challenging to Marie.
Behind the door: -I'm busy!-
๑ Marie: Doing what? Losing or jacking off to werewolves?
There is a pause.
Kuro: OH MY GOD YOU CAN BE SUCH AN IMBECILE SOMETIMES YOU KNOW?
Marie would rather be called a 'dumb motherfucker'.
๑ Marie: I found your sister. She's, um... not okay.
No answer.
๑ Marie: She wants to be left alone. All of the shit she said this morning... real. Man. Jesus.
Still no answer. Marie sighs. Perhaps neither of her sisters knows how to suffer properly yet... or they still have to learn the weight of things.
๑ Marie: Hey, Kuro. Are you still up for watching Magical Girl Drillface together?
Kuro: Drillface?
The door opens fully. Yet Kuro looks puzzled.
Kuro: Why?
Marie tilts her head and shrugs at the same time.
Kuro: You never liked this... genre.
๑ Marie: This one got a lot of advertisement going for it, so, yeah.
She's thinking about Miharu's passionate rant. If someone can like something so much then it must be good, right? Kuro's face relaxes- into something resembling excitement.
Kuro: I mean... sure! Here or in the living room?
๑ Marie: Living room what?
Kuro: Do we watch it here or in the living room?
Marie glances back at the living room, at Blanc, at the streamer.
Blanc: What the fuuuuuuuuuuckkk!
Blanc looks positively dismayed at having her laptop's USB port disconnected from the TV.
๑ Marie: I've got like ten excuses, bitch. One, family time. Two, you can't hog the TV. Three, your own god damn mental. Four-
Blanc: Bitch, you's falling to the dark side.
Marie sniggers.
Blanc: Why do you even want the TV?
Kuro: We... we are watching... a famous anime series! It's very good, it's deep and complex.
๑ Marie: Watch it with us.
Blanc: Nigga, please. You don't wanna suffer alone!
๑ Marie: Hang on a sec.
It was her cellphone.
๑ Marie: Dad?
Marie doesn't answer. Marie still isn't answering. Both Kuro and Blanc, each from their side, lean sideways to see their older sister's very pale face.
Dad: -Now hear me out: don't tell the girls. I no need you panickin girl, y'know? Got aaaaall of my niggas on the case, so just hold down the fort, and everything will be alright.
When Marie comes back into being, she notices her sister's heads from each corner of her eyes.
Blanc: That looked like some bad news.
๑ Marie: Nah.
She plugs Kuro's laptop to the wide TV. For split second, it's filled with her yaoi wizard werewolves background.
๑ Marie: Lets... let's watch some anime.
Shaniqua wasn't there.
>Marie is busy until dusk!
