#despairassassin

watching her brother play his video games is a bit boring but there is only so much hacking and research she can do before her brain starts to hurt. still, it also involves staying still. this girl is itching for some exercise.

“onii-chan, onii-chan, onii-chan, onii-chan!” she repeats it over and over again, clinging to his side, trying to get his attention on her and not the screen. “play with me.” she huffs, leaning over so she is in front of his face. “i’ll hack into your game and delete everything.” something that she would most likely do anyway no matter what he does. “let’s play soccer.”

“excusez-moi?” her tone is sharper than the knife he deiced to toss into the cd player that was playing the music she was practicing to. she understands not everyone appreciates classical music. but this is just plain rude. “what is your problem?” she asks, her accent stronger than ever. “if you do not like my choice in music, next time, put the knife in your head. that way, you never have to listen to it ever again.”