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Tori lay on the ground in agony. She pulled out her phone and called her sister. "H-Hey, Scar. So, I-I kinda- kinda got myself into some trouble. Think you could come get me?"
Scott rolled her eyes when she saw it was a call from her little sister, but quickly was attentive once she heard her sister’s voice. “Where are you? What happened?”
Intimacy
put one of these in my ask for a headcannon
Effy use to have a really hard time with emotional intimacy, she was afraid once she became emotionally attached to someone that he or she would leave. That being said she had no problem with physical intimacy, she liked to be touched (in both sexual and nonsexual ways). She felt as though the physical contact made up for her emotional detachment, but she's slowly realizing that she was wrong. Letting her brother back into her life she's slowly opened herself up to other people and is learning to be emotionally intimate and vulnerable.
She shrugged. "I know. Crap happens, Eff. One fight over a guy is not enough to make me write you off as my sister, though."
"You sure? I'm pretty sure you told me you hated me, when I came to you wanting to talk about it."
"I did-I do," Tori answered honestly. "But no one gets to treat my sister like crap, and that's that."
Effy shook her head, "Tor, you know I didn't mean for you to get hurt.."
"You're exaggerating," Tori argued, trying to pull away from him. "I'm boooooored. Let's do somethiiiing."
"I am. But that doesn't mean having more coffee won't hurt you." Scott sighed, but still did not let goof Tori. "Fine.What do you want to do?"
Tori sighed as she was once again grabbed by her kill-joy big brother. She was too hyper to actually think his words through, and took them at face value. "Really? Creepy. But c'mon, would a little more be that bad? Just a liiiiiittle bit more, Scotty, please?" She gave him her best puppy eyes.
"Tori. You take anymore caffeine, your heart is going to start beating so fast, it'll explode." Okay, that Scott is sure won't happen. But it is possible for some sort of heart failure. He really needed to make mom talk about this with Tori when she's not so hyper.
She giggled as she spun around drunkenly. "You are not putting me on a leash, big brother. And caffeine is goooood. Besides, it's not like Mom doesn't drink coffee. Ohmygodweshouldmakesomemore!" Tori skipped into the kitchen to grab the coffee pot.
His eyes widen at the thought of more coffee. The last thing this house needs Tori with more coffee. He practically runs to the kitchen to grab his sister. "No more coffee. People have died from coffee overdose, you know." Scott really had no clue if that was true but maybe her brain is muddled enough for her to not notice.
"And telling her what? It's not like I'm drunk, this time. I haven't even been to any parties, since the last time you busted me." Of course, when his back was turned, she was up again.
"That you're high on caffeine and I'm about to put you on a leash. I wonder if the have the adult versions for the ones I see on kids," he mused. Of course she was out of the couch as soon as he turned away. What was he thinking?
