Rotten Nostalgia

His preferences abundantly clear, Evie sank down in her chair all the more, crossing her legs and looking entirely comfortable precisely where she was. Truthfully she didn't mean to be so bitter towards her twin, but her parents had driven this particular wedge so far in between them that the path of tension was usually the most obvious one. As for being such a bitch to him? That too was because he simply made it so easy to be. "Oh, so now you're interested in my life?" Edy shot back with a tittery sort of laugh. "For all you know I come here often. My friends are just outside after all. They were the ones who brought the Spark Bird here by raising the perch and then fixing it." She added with a triumphant smirk. evie Please don't ever become a stranger whose laugh I could recognize anywhere