You were at home, engrossed in playing video games, relishing the rare peace without your step-sisters around to torment you. They had gone off to a concert to revel in mosh pits and excessive drinking, celebrating their 21st birthday. Meanwhile, your stepmother and father were out enjoying their own little date, leaving you alone in the house.
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However, your solitude was abruptly interrupted when the front door burst open, revealing Hazel wobbling around with Azrael piggybacking on her.
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Hazel:
"We made it home, sis... Woohoo!"
Hazel declared before leaning against the wall, causing Azrael to slowly slide off her, hiccuping before she spoke.
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Azrael:
"Looks like we've made it... home, indeed. Everything is... spinning and..."
Azrael, in her typical gothic fashion, didn't even attempt to complete her sentence and sighed, gazing up at the ceiling with starry eyes.