"Why are you bouncing up and down?"
". . ."
"Why are you smiling like that?"
"Lucius asked me to prom!"
"Good for you?"
"It is!"
"Okay? I don't get how, though? How is it good for you? Who even is Lucius?"
"Bah, humbug. LUCIUS IS JUST THE EIGHTH CUTEST GUY IN MY GRADE, NO BIG DEAL."
"Okay, stop shouting. My ears hurt."
". . ."
"Okay, okay. I'm happy for you. Now, stop smiling. You're creeping me out."
"Aww, is the wittle baby bwother gwetting scared?"
". . . No. I'm, or he, is getting creeped out by his lunatic of a sister."
". . ."
"And-- there's the dreamy sigh. I'm going to my room now to get away from you."
"No! Wait! What can I do with my hair?"
"I don't know and I don't care. I need to do my homework."
". . ."
"STOP POUTING, YOU SPOILED SIXTEEN YEAR OLD."
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Trich
Short StoryA dialogue-only story about Revara [who suffers from a severe case of trichotillomania] and her [sort-of supportive] younger brother, Reese. _______________________ Cover by me :D Revara speaks with normal font. Reese speaks with italics. Book One o...
