[ she beats him to the elevator, and so his hands slip into the pockets of his jeans. he laughs, taken aback. ] If I'm nice?
[ he shakes his head. looking up at the screen counting down numbers above the elevator, he inhales, as though he's having a difficult time conversing with her. he could tell her all the nice things he's done for her, but that doesn't sit in the nature of this game she wants to play. instead, he keeps his attention focused on the top of the elevator, waiting for it to reach their floor. ]
You're my favourite sister. That's a pretty nice thing to say, isn't it?
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[ he shakes his head. looking up at the screen counting down numbers above the elevator, he inhales, as though he's having a difficult time conversing with her. he could tell her all the nice things he's done for her, but that doesn't sit in the nature of this game she wants to play. instead, he keeps his attention focused on the top of the elevator, waiting for it to reach their floor. ]
You're my favourite sister. That's a pretty nice thing to say, isn't it?