“god, i just hate my brother sometimes,” well... MOST of the time, if she really had to be honest. “imagine thinking that cooking is a ‘feminine role’...” drew trailed off, balling her fist up for a brief moment. it seemed like there was never a dull moment in the yoon household; her mother ?? always ready to snap, or throw a spatula when one clearly does not expect it. it partially is the reason drew grew to be such a strict person, though. she couldn’t complain too much about it. her sibling, however ?? always managing to weasel his way out of quite literally any situation, ever. in a way, the dancer was jealous, but... it wasn’t something she wanted to talk about at the moment. perhaps later, if she feels like it. “——— like... just shut the FUCK up and boil the damn water, thomas, you useless piece of shit. it’s not even cooking, now... is it ??” a rhetorical question hanging up in the air as she huffed in annoyance.
“really, though...” drew continued, shifting the weight from one leg to another, “no wonder he keeps moaning on and on about how he can’t find a girlfriend.” stating, she crinkled her nose up and promptly shook her head ever so slowly. “normally, i would kick his ass into gear and tell him to, once again, get his shit together, but... a bitch is tired, you know ?? how could we turn out so different ?? ——— i’m over here, busting my ass off every single day, WORKING, and that dude ?? goddamn... CRICKETS.” maybe she was being a little bit too harsh on him right now, but drew needed to put a stop to this. she had moved out quite some time ago, and she still keeps receiving calls from her family, asking her to do something. the thing is... she wasn’t a MIRACLE WORKER. if thomas was a lost cause, then... that’s on him. “it’s about time i stop letting him rely on me so much, no ?? i kinda... had just about ENOUGH.”
