It was that time of the year again for Princess and her brothers to set aside their deep differences and pretend to be a real family.
Faye sat on the center of the bed with her legs crossed tight, pouting as she watched her girlfriend arrange her suitcase, going back and forth between the edge of the mattress and the open closet.
Princess could already feel the eyes of the girl on the bed staring at her, pouting as she zipped up her traveling bags.
"It's just a single week, Faye. You can survive without me for 1 week…" Princess said, setting a bag down on the floor.
"How on earth do you know that for sure? Who am I going to kiss the second I wake up in the morning? Who is going to make me pancakes with dripping honey? Who is going to drive me to school every day? Who am I going to have sex with and cuddle with at night? One single week literally seems like one whole century…" Faye pouted, pulling a pillow into her chest.
