YMM#47: Death can't

Third Person's POV

[Fifteen Years Ago...]

"Where are you going this time, Blue? This early?" sarcasm can be heard in Red's voice. Blue fix her white hoodie and turning her back to face Red at the top of the stairs.

"Oh, you're early" Blue muttered and nervously smiled at her. Red raises her right brow and crosses her arms under her chest.

"Avoiding my question, really" smiling, Blue thought, 'she must have a bad morning, and I'm doomed'. With that thought, Blue sighs and walks into their living room just beside the stairs. She takes a seat on the couch and leans her back on it.

"Are you planning to go there, again?" Blue stops herself from yawning and looks at her sister walking down the stairs.

"I am, and I tell you, I can help myself okay? No need to worry" Blue said and raise both of her arms as if surrendering to the cops.