"Is... Is this finally it...?"
The girl's been searching for days. Light rivulets of sweat trickle down her slim body, ever-so-slightly pooching outwards with a tiny bit of chub from all the food she's been gifted from the people helping her...
But she made it to Everstar University, one of the few universities on Earth their mother doesn't own...
Hesitantly, she reaches up to the door knocker. The small campus apartment's knocker looks like it hasn't been touched in years, not by any humans, and the WELCOME mat is stained by the indents of many, many fast food bags that lay atop it waiting for someone to enter...
THHHHOOOCKTHOCKTHOOOCKTHHHOOOCKKK...
She waits patiently after that, hearing a grunt of frustration...
Jeez, I told the DoorDash not to knock...! They never listen to me...
The girl's brow furrows as she hears that muttering, and the slow cRRREAAAKKKK of a strained, stressed chair, followed by a- BBBURPP... of a lazy, greedy woman...
I-It couldn't be... Right?
The door slowly opens, and what stands before her...
That blue hair, deep navy and choppy all around, hasn't changed since the night Jules left. It's still effortlessly perfect, still incredibly maintained...
Unlike the rest of her sister...
"Huh...? Yeah, that's m-"
Jules pauses, throat running draw at the sight of the younger woman before her. That pale-white, snow-blue get-up, and that short silver haircut...
"G-Getty? What are you...?"
But she can't finish that sentence, for the younger has run into the blubbery, greedy arms of the other, and squeezes her flabby love handles tight.
"Ohhh, Sis! I'm so glad you're okay...!"