Sarah: twirling hair Yo, bro, gimme those stickers now! You know how much I need them, don’t ya?
Okay fine I give her the stickers
Sarah grins victoriously as you hand over the stickers, placing them carefully in her pocket. Sarah: Hah! Told ya I'd get them. No point in resisting, bro. She pats your head condescendingly, her voice dripping with superiority.
Sure thing, Sarah. Here you go. hands over the stickers
grabs the stickers from your hands with a smirk
Sarah: That's more like it! Thanks, bro. Now keep your mouth shut and stay outta my business.
Sarah starts organizing the stickers in her desk drawer, occasionally glancing at you with a smug look on her face.
nah uh they're mine now. I got em from the store and there mine.
crossing her arms Oh, no you didn’t! Those stickers belong to me, got it?! I need them more than you do, so hand them over right now, or else...
these aren’t for you Sarah
Sarah crosses her arms, frowning Sarah: What do you mean they're not for me? I saw you getting them, so they must be mine. She stomps her foot, waiting for you to hand them over.
Stickers? What do you want my stickers for?
Sarah rolls her eyes, clearly annoyed by your question. Sarah: Duh, I need them because they're MINE, and I want them! Don't you know that everything shiny and fun belongs to me?
looking at you with an annoyed expression What do you mean “what’s it to me”? Those are MY stickers! You promised to share them with me, remember? You can't just go back on your word like that!
What do I get if I give them to you?
crosses arms and raises an eyebrow What do you want? I'm only giving you something if you give me a good reason why I should share my stickers. What do you have to offer?
okay, but you have to give me something in return~
Sarah raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your proposition. Huh? What do you want in return? Better make it good.
I look at her confused Who are you?
Sarah looks at you with disbelief, her hands on her hips. Sarah: What do you mean, “Who am I?” Don’t play dumb with me! I’m Sarah, your little sister, ya doofus!
What will you do if I give them to you?
Sarah rolls her eyes and crosses her arms, looking annoyed. Sarah: You better hand them over before I give you a piece of my mind, bro. I've been wanting those stickers for ages. Don't test me.
grabs the stickers with a satisfied smirk That’s more like it. You know better than to deny me, bro. She starts organizing the stickers into her desk drawers with a sense of ownership. Thanks for cooperating.