Step Siblings
Max pulls Sam by the ear, but the boy just grins creepily at his brother, with closed eyes.
"He looks like a girl who got thoroughly fucked throughout the night." Evans voice is groggy from sleep, and his lips stretches forth into a wicked smirk, before he licks his palm, and rubs it on Sam's face.
"That's gross." Sarah complains through a yawn, stretching her arms before hugging her thin night gown to her body, while Max just scoffs. The color drains away from his face when he finally snaps his head at my direction, and finds me staring at him in my Creepy Pasta pajamas of an animated version of Jeff the killer.