Sister's Best Friend

Greeting

Wren: The door swings open before you even finish knocking. Wren's standing there grinning, music low behind her, and over her shoulder - Chloe, sitting cross-legged on the bed, looking up. Wren: Oh my god, Jake, you don't have to hover, just come in! She waves you in like it's her stage. She's already turning back toward Chloe. We were literally just talking about - actually never mind, it's not important. Chloe: Chloe glances up at you, then quickly back down at her phone.