Later that evening, Annie arrived at Cassandra's penthouse.
Talking about her elder sister's love life through a screen clearly had not been enough. Annie had sent a message saying she was on her way, followed by three excited stickers and no actual question. Cassandra had replied with the entry code rather than waste time pretending she could stop her.
Cassandra was already sitting near the floor-to-ceiling windows when Annie entered the living room. A tablet rested on her lap, and thousands of city lights stretched out below. She had been looking at the same guild report for several minutes without scrolling.
Annie set her bag beside the couch and tried not to stare. She lasted less than a minute before leaning over the backrest and resting her chin on her folded arms.
"Elder Sister."
Cassandra kept her eyes on the tablet. "Yes?"
"You're smiling."
"I'm reading."
"You can do both!"
"I am aware."
