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Waking up the following morning, Kierra was surprised to find herself in her own bed and pondered how she had made it home last night from the party. The pounding headache that followed shortly after was no shock though. After throwing down a multitude of shots and whatever pills she could find lying around, it was a wonder how she was still functioning properly. No matter though. She was living and that was all that mattered. Her eyes slid over to the digital clock sitting on top of her dresser to read that it was almost noon. Good, just enough sleep to last another party tonight. "I could go for a smoke," She mumbled to herself, shuffling in the bed to find a lighter and a pack of cigarettes. Kierra never slept far from her trusty sidekicks, and they were practically glued to her hip. Finding them beneath her pillow, she easily lit the cigarette then padded over toward her window to crack it open slightly. With her parents out of town, Kierra did not have to worry about her parents lecturing her about how smoking was hazardous to her health. Blah, blah blah. It was not like she had a bright future to begin with. Kierra had barely made it through high school and refused to attend college, vowing that her parents had controlled her life for too long. Unlike her perfect brother, she was the black sheep to the family. Noel was possibly the only thing keeping their family together, always pleasing their parents. She knew that her parents regretted having her, but that was their mistake in the first place.

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Per usual Noel was up bright the next morning, he never saw the point in wasting away the day by sleeping all hours - not when there was so much to do. He had been up from three hours when he finally heard shuffling in his younger sisters room, he couldn't help but quirk an amused brow. He was surprised she made it home at all - his sister was hardly home, something their parents loathed. He wasn't sure if his sister enjoyed her lifestyle or if she simply loved getting beneath their strict parent's skin - nonetheless he found it childish. With a roll of his eyes he closed his laptop screen, his paper could wait. His sister's actions may have annoyed him, but she was still his sister. He clicked his tongue as he made his way to the kitchen to college his sister's usual "breakfast", a glass of water and medicine for the headache that she was probably currently enduring.

To make his presence known he knocked lightly on the younger girl's bedroom door before leaning against the door frame, "Feeling okay?" He questioned giving his sister his usual once over to make sure that she wasn't physically injured before placing the water on her bedside table. "I figured you would probably be needing that, you were out late."

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Furrowing her brows, Kierra glanced over her shoulder at the knock and squinted her eyes to identify the figure at her door in the darkness. Noel. Of course, Noel had come to check up on her. The responsible one has graced her with his presence while their parents were out of town. She should be grateful that her brother even worried about her, right? Even cared if she disappeared in the middle of the night without returning? She merely replied with a small grunt, reaching out to take the water and pill. Those two things were her only saving grace in the world of partying, curing multiple hangovers. Kierra tossed her head back slightly as she downed the pill in one gulp of water. "Thanks," She mumbled, taking another drag of her cigarette before putting it out with the windowsill. With a small sigh, she moved back to lounge in her bed, settling onto her side to face Noel. Kierra propped up her head using her elbow, just waiting for her brother to say something about her horrible habits. It was only a matter of time before the lecture started. If it was not from her parents, it had to be from someone else.

It was almost sickening that her brother could automatically identify what she needed just from one night out, even if it was pretty much the same story every night. "And what did you do last night?" She questioned, despite already knowing the answer. Kierra did not even know why she bothered asking, but a small part of her wished that he would make one mistake in his perfect little life. The only soothing thought roaming in the back of her mind was that this pounding headache would be over soon enough. It was clear that Kierra was bitter that her older brother was the favorite.

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Kierra merely raised an eyebrow as she glanced over at the cigarette, tempted to light another one just to spite him. "Well, when they kill me, they'll kill me. Not like I'm going to cure cancer or something," She shrugged her shoulders, letting the responsibility slide right off of them. Straying from the path around the tween years, she started to experiment with anything that a person would give her. LSD. Marijuana. Prescription drugs. Cigarettes. Kierra decided that whenever her luck ran out would be the end of it, an end to her worthless life. Besides, Noel did enough work for the both of them between college and the research. Maybe he would be the one to cure cancer and become the world's hero.

A small scoff escaped her lips as she lounged across the bed, knowing that would not be true within a million light years. "Ugh, I don't know how you watch that crap. A time traveling doctor could never interest me, even if the accent is a bit cute," Kierra responded since anything brainy put her right to sleep, considering her short attention span. As she listened to her brother drone on about school work, she eventually blocked him out. She had learned to do that efficiently over the years, picking a spot in her room to zone out. "Hmm," She mused. One of the few subjects that they could agree on. Her parents almost disowned her for not attending college, but Kierra managed to hide behind Noel's accomplishments. She argued that there was no benefit for her to go to college, merely a waste of money. On the other hand, her college fund could go toward Noel's PhD, which was bound to happen in a few years time. When he finished with his tangent, she locked eyes with him once more, not realizing that he had come to lay across from her. "Mmm, close, dear brother. I did use my rational thought to play beer pong. Whatever was left of it at least," She chuckled to herself, remembering how she completely owned the two other guys playing.

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