Hey, give me that back! [Brows furrow, a hand darting forth to capture the fabric of Lena's shirt, tugging just hard enough to --

-- stop Lena in her tracks.]

[I take the time to relish this moment between ℰ𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒂 𝓖𝒊𝒍𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒕 and I for a little longer. I knew that despite Jenna being our guardian --

-- now that out parents had passed away ℰ𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒂 𝓖𝒊𝒍𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒕 still felt responsible for taking care of me and keeping me out of trouble, and --

-- boy, I had not made it easy for her. I guess deep down I knew ℰ𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒂 𝓖𝒊𝒍𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒕 just wanted the best for me just like everyone else, --

-- and now was probably the right time to cooperate for a change.] Yeah, ℰ𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒂 𝓖𝒊𝒍𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒕..

Lead the way. [Tucking hands into the depths of the pockets of my jeans once ℰ𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒂 𝓖𝒊𝒍𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒕 releases me, all too eager to leave --

-- this place.] (ℰ𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒂 𝓖𝒊𝒍𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒕)

What the h— Elena! [Gritting out through clenched teeth, fist pounding on the door Lena had just closed.] That’s /mine/.

|| I'll get to the rest of my mentions in a bit.

[I silently trail behind ℰ𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒂 𝓖𝒊𝒍𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒕, only now realizing how tired I actually felt. Even the simplest movements such as putting one --

-- foot in front of the other was exhausting and the constant throbbing at my temples wasn’t exactly helping.] (ℰ𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒂 𝓖𝒊𝒍𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒕)

You suck, Lena. [Grumbles beneath my breath, not only unable but also unwilling to come up with a smarter retort whilst I --

-- stomp out of Lena's bedroom, slamming the door shut on my way out.]

Elena, Lena..?

Right here, Lena.

I'm here, I'm here! No faces that need to be drawn on, Lena.

[Features twisting into a disapproving grimace.] Why, Lena. /Why/.

Yeah. I'm sure you did, Lena. [Stomping over to the sink to attempt getting rid of that ridiculous mustache.]

Fun stuff, Lena.