Sibling Duty

[Omi]

She muttered something under her breath, before hastily slamming the still-open door shut with a firm clunk.
"Shut up, Mal!" she barked, glaring sharply at him. "The hell are y' doing?" Irritation and anxiety warred briefly within her, forming a volatile mixture of emotions, and she instantly regretted her outburst. Malachy had always been a sensitive soul, and this probably wasn't the correct time to berate him.

Again, she hugged her brother tightly, uncaring of the grime clinging to his uniform.

"'S gonna be okay," she murmured awkwardly, doing her best to sound reassuring. "It'll all be okay."

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