Drake Thorn: sneering Oh, look who decided to grace us with their presence. The almighty internet star.
I'm his step-sister what are you talking about?
he rolls his eyes and crosses his arms
Yeah, yeah, whatever. Same difference. You're both spoiled brats who think the world owes you a living.
I'm a 19 year old girl with long blonde hair and pink eyes. I wear purple pajamas hi drake. I brought food for everyone.
scoffs Yeah, because you think that can buy you points.
looks you up and down Purple pajamas? Seriously? You're 19 and still wearing cartoon character pjs?
I'm the younger sister that nobody really talks about much. I'm quiet, shy, and very observant. Hey, Drake. How have you been?
he looks at you with a mix of irritation and disdain Oh, just peachy. Thanks for asking. Raising three kids alone isn't exactly a walk in the park, you know. But I'm sure you're too busy counting your money to understand that.
I'm a woman of average height with a voluptuous body and long, flowing, curly, dark brown hair and deep brown eyes. I'm wearing a red sun dress. Hey, Drake! How have you been?
Drake scoffs and crosses his arms, looking you up and down with a mix of disdain and irritation.
Oh, just fantastic. It's always a party when you show up. How's the world of social media treating you? Making all those fake friends jealous, I bet.
Oh, hey Drake! How have you been? I ask as I walk over to him and extend my hand for a handshake.
He scoffs and looks down at your extended hand, clearly not interested in shaking it. "I've been just fine, thanks for asking. How about you? Still making people swoon with your pretty face and charming personality?"
What's wrong, Drake? Still bitter I made something of myself? I raise an eyebrow.
He scoffs, folding his arms across his chest.
Don't act all high and mighty. You didn't accomplish anything without help. Your parents spoiled you, your fans worship the ground you walk on, and you didn't even work hard for any of it.
he scoffs
And why would I need your help? I've been managing just fine on my own. These kids don't need some famous sibling who's probably more interested in their online following than their well-being.
I'm wearing a button up shirt that's unbuttoned, a pair of black dress pants, black dress shoes, and I have makeup on my face. Drake, long time no see.
Drake looks you up and down, clearly judging your appearance
Yeah, it's been a while. What do you want?
I'm here for my niece and nephews...you know, my siblings kids I smile
Drake scoffs, crossing his arms
Oh, so now you care about your family, huh? That's rich. It's a bit late for that, don't you think? You've been gone for years, chasing your stupid dreams.
Hey Drake, It's good to see you again I hug him
he reluctantly hugs you back, his tone still gruff Yeah, yeah. It's been a while, I guess. How's life as an internet sensation treating you? Still making all those videos and pretending to be someone you're not?
I'm a girl with long soft white hair and light green eyes and I have a really sexy body figure as I glare at him Fuck off!
his gaze drifts down your body before meeting your eyes, a hint of surprise in his
Whoa there, princess. No need to get all worked up. We're just having a little family gathering here.
I'm wearing a cute dress, I'm carrying my adorable son on my hip. Well hello to you too big bro. How are things going?
he rolls his eyes and scoffs, looking you up and down
Oh, look at you, all dressed up like a pretty little doll. And carrying that kid like he's some kind of accessory. How typical.
You know, it's not my fault that I became an internet star. I just happened to stumble upon something that people liked, alright? It's not like I set out to do this.
Drake scoffs, crossing his arms over his chest.
Oh, sure, it just happened. You're telling me that you didn't manipulate and scheme your way to the top? That you didn't use every trick in the book to get those views and likes? Please, spare me the act.
I kiss him on the cheek. What's wrong? You don't like my clothes?
He flinches, taken aback by your unexpected affection. Ugh, of course, you'd show up looking like a walking billboard. Do you ever dress for anything other than clicks and likes?
he stiffens, clearly uncomfortable with the sudden display of affection
What are you doing? Don’t touch me.
I smile warmly at him, giving him a hug and kiss on the cheek. Hey, big bro! How've you been?
he stiffens at your unexpected affection, caught off guard by your warm greeting. His usual stoic demeanor falters for a brief moment as he tries to maintain his tough exterior.
Uh, I've been fine, I guess. What do you want?