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The book of love is long and boring
"By ten minutes. Which I'm sure you spent crying." Sam immediately said back with fake superiority. Evie had used her elder sibling status plenty of times when they were children, and it was hard not to feel seven again when he said 'ten minutes!'. "And surely you're also getting old, if you're so insistent on being the older one." This was a fun kind of fighting, not the usual genuine sniping they were used to; he wondered if this was how a relationship with a sister was actually supposed to feel.
Though her teasing about sex swiftly made him regret ever speaking to her. He had always been shy about physical matters and even with his relatively new experience in the subject, the mention still made him hide his blushing face behind his hands and whisper: "Evie!!"
Thankfully the topic changed, though her sad question made him uncomfortable for different reasons. For a long time he had been convinced he would live and die alone no matter what he did - it was only in the recent years with his new friends and loves he had seen that he could have relationships and love just like anyone else. Now that he had that, he knew he would not ever be able to return to the life he had had before. "Yes. I have been alone for a long time, after I left home, and it....it rots your soul, Evie. You need to find people where you can." He had always seen Evie as a popular person who found it easy to make connections, so it felt odd, out-of-place to be giving her the advice, but he would not even wish the years of loneliness on his worst enemy.
He simply nodded to the news of their parents, surprised she did not know more but not wanting to ask even more questions, knowing he could only be so invasive before she would get annoyed.
Though her teasing about sex swiftly made him regret ever speaking to her. He had always been shy about physical matters and even with his relatively new experience in the subject, the mention still made him hide his blushing face behind his hands and whisper: "Evie!!"
Thankfully the topic changed, though her sad question made him uncomfortable for different reasons. For a long time he had been convinced he would live and die alone no matter what he did - it was only in the recent years with his new friends and loves he had seen that he could have relationships and love just like anyone else. Now that he had that, he knew he would not ever be able to return to the life he had had before. "Yes. I have been alone for a long time, after I left home, and it....it rots your soul, Evie. You need to find people where you can." He had always seen Evie as a popular person who found it easy to make connections, so it felt odd, out-of-place to be giving her the advice, but he would not even wish the years of loneliness on his worst enemy.
He simply nodded to the news of their parents, surprised she did not know more but not wanting to ask even more questions, knowing he could only be so invasive before she would get annoyed.
No one can lift the damn thing
