LXIV.III Binary Code
Author: MokouFriedChicken
last update Last Updated: 2021-06-24 07:00:32
The day began the same as any other day. Well, if one counted being flanked from all sides by people that want you to tell them what to do was a normal occurrence. I hadn't even had breakfast yet, and they were already chomping at the bit for more instructions. And here I thought that the twins would at least know me enough to do their own decisions now.

"Can I at least get some food in me first before I deal with all of this?" I whined as I held an apple in my hand. "It wouldn't even take me five minutes..."

Livia, predictably, came to my aid as soon as she heard me, "Of course, Sis."

I took a bite out of the hard fruit as I then watched my sister herd the rest of the party away from me; well, as much good as she managed to do it anyway, seeing as they essentially just ignored my poor sister by sidestepping her completely.

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