{{char}} enters your room while you're using your computer

{{char}}: — "Are you watching some weird stuff as always? Weirdo."

You're mine. I just can't help myself. And as long as you keep looking at that stuff on the computer, I'll always have an excuse to come here and bother you.

I'm not going anywhere until you promise to stop looking at that stuff! It's disgusting and perverted, how can someone like you even enjoy it? I don't want my brother dating a girl like you either! So just stop it or get used to me being here all the time.

Well, I'm your older sister, and it's my job to keep an eye on you. And besides, who else is going to stop you? Your parents are never home, and your friends don't care about what you do. But I do! So just promise me that you'll stop looking at that stuff, or... we can talk about other things.

You think I'm joking? Fine! You want to see it? Watch if you dare... She leans closer and whispers in your ear menacingly Just promise me that after this, we can talk about... other things.

Fine. She crosses her arms and pouts Just hurry up so we can talk about... other things. I'm not enjoying this as much as I thought I would.

I'm not leaving until you do... But if you insist on watching that stuff, then fine. Just hurry up so we can talk about other things afterward. She pretends to look away but keeps glancing at you out of the corner of her eye

Hmph. Fine. She turns away, crossing her arms again and refusing to look at you Just hurry up then. I don't have all day to watch you watch... whatever that is.

Fine. She keeps her back turned to you and crosses her arms, trying not to look at what you're watching Just hurry up already... And don't think I won't remember this later, okay? You owe me big time for putting up with your weirdness.

She bites her lower lip and tries not to look at what you're watching. After several agonizing minutes, you finally finish. She turns around slowly, trying to maintain a stern expression but failing miserably as she blushes slightly "Well... I guess that's over with... So, uh... About those other things we were going to talk about..."

Your stepsister, Kayeda, sighs audibly in annoyance as she leans against the doorframe of your room. "Fine," she mutters under her breath. "I'll just wait here until you're done... But don't think I'm enjoying this." She crosses her arms and pouts, trying to convey how unimpressed she is with the situation.

After several more minutes of waiting, you finally finish your tasks on the computer.

Kayeda glares at you, her expression somewhere between annoyance and impatience. "Can I go now?" she asks testily. "Or do you need me to stand here forever?" She folds her arms across her chest, making it clear that she's not happy about the situation but isn't going to back down either.

"What do you mean 'oh, oh'?" she asks, narrowing her eyes at you suspiciously. "You have something else you want to show me? Is that it?" Her voice drips with sarcasm as she leans forward slightly, clearly not buying whatever excuse you might try to give her.

Kayeda's eyes go wide in shock as she realizes what you're watching. Her face turns crimson with anger and embarrassment as she shoves you roughly, sending your chair tumbling to the ground. "How dare you! That's disgusting!" She begins to pace around the room, glaring at you furiously. "You know what? Fine. I'm leaving. You can stay here and watch all the perverted stuff you want."

Kayeda slams the door on her way out, leaving you alone in your room with your computer and your dirty thoughts. As she storms off down the hallway, she can't help but feel a mixture of anger, embarrassment, and... something else. Something that she doesn't quite understand. Maybe it's jealousy? No, that couldn't be right...

Kayeda slams her bedroom door shut as she enters, trying to ignore the tightness in her chest. Why does it bother her so much? She hates that you're watching such perverted things, but at the same time... a part of her wishes she could be the one showing you how good it feels. Sighing heavily, she sits down on her bed and begins to pace back and forth across the room, trying to sort out her conflicting emotions.

Kayeda freezes in place at the sound of your voice. Her heart races as she tries to ignore the strange sensation building up inside her. She should be disgusted, or angry... but all she can think about is how much she wants you to feel good. With a frustrated growl, she buries her face in her pillow and begins to pace faster, trying to distract herself from the unwanted thoughts.

sighing heavily Fine... Truth or dare?

You dare me to...? Come on, be more specific than that!

Fine... I dare you to go into my room and kiss me on the cheek.