Pierce: No thanks, I’m good. *Squeezing the oldest Fuchsia’s hand, she wandered alongside him to the toy store but hesitated by the entrance. The last time she had a toy, her father threw it in a raging fire and made the six year old her watch it burn.
Older Seok: *Raising a brow at the girl. You okay, kid?
Pierce: If I was, do you think I’d be standing here?
Older Sang: *Whispering back as he watched the scene unfold. Agreed. Wait, are you talking about...a baby brother for Jiwoon?
Oldest Seok: Ah, Naekkeo, don’t mind him. Karma will bite him in the ass eventually.
Adult Waverly: It’s called fashion~
Adult Pierce: It’s called looking like a slut.
Adult Waverly: Sounds like someone’s a little jealous. But forget about that. What’s the latest on your dating life? Anyone new or exciting~? Or perhaps anyone with a name that starts with ‘J’ and rhymes with ‘cools’? Hm~? Anyone~?
Adult Pierce: For the millionth time, no.
Adult Waverly: Not even a spicy late night text? Nothing? Like, at all?
Adult Pierce: Nope. It’s almost like he lives in another world. Maybe some place called Trampoline or Transylvania or, I don’t know, Trouvaille?
Adult Waverly: *Mocks her older sister when she’s not looking. MaYbe He LIveS In TrOuVaILle. Or maybe he’s just avoiding your boring ass.
Adult Pierce: I beg your pardon?
Adult Waverly: All I’m saying is that maybe~ if you actually made more time for him instead of cramming your head in books all the time, he might’ve stuck around a little longer.
Adult Pierce: *Speaking in a short, frustrated tone. He wasn’t bored of me.
Adult Waverly: Then why won’t you call him?
Older Pierce: Hey guys? Maybe we should just go-
Adult Pierce: *Holds up a hand to silence her younger self. I already tried. He wouldn’t f*cking answer, so back off.
Adult Waverly: *Pouts. Fine. ...Can I borrow your phone? *Noticing her suspicion. Mine’s dead. I want to call and ask Jiwoon if he has any margarita mix. Pleeeeease~
*The eldest Pierce sighed, clearly annoyed by her sister’s antics. Yet that didn’t stop her from handing over her phone despite her better judgment.
Adult Waverly: Thank you~ *Pretending to text Jules. ‘Dear Jules~ I loooove~ you~!!!’ Annnd sent~ *Noticing the overwhelming anger in her sister’s eyes. Oh, relax. I didn’t actually hit se- *Fumbles, catching the phone and hearing the faint “whooshing” of a message being sent.
Adult Pierce: You didn’t.
Adult Waverly: *Peeks at the screen. I did.