Don't use the N word

I'm a lady, like whoa
I could bring you to your knees

He puts up a good fight, having learned her tactics from years of this. He manages to catch her much smaller wrists in his large hands, and she twists and pulls until she manages to (hopefully) free herself. It takes some time, and he’s busy enough trying to hold her hands at bay that she does at least manage to pin him, using her full weight to keep her much larger brother on the bed. If she does manage to free her hands, she’ll give him a few good pokes before finally rolling off to the side and giving him a rest.

She lands on her side, facing him. Her braid is nearly ruined, and she undoes the tie and begins to work her fingers through her hair as he talks. Finally, it feels like the real truth laid bare before them. ”First off, little brother, you will always be the most important thing in my life. Got it?” she says, and she means it. Life as they knew it was changing, but that didn’t mean he became somehow less important.

”Second, it’s okay not to know. I didn’t know what to do at eighteen either, you know. Fuck, let’s be real, I still don’t know what I want forever. But I know what I want right now, and that’s enough. You should get out of this house and out of Halo and see what’s out there. You may like it, and it may lead you to what you want.” She may want him by her side, but perhaps it’s time to let him spread his wings. Literally and figuratively.

weaver

get you kicked out the Garden of Eden