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Laura Von Hensen had always been a rebellious wild child. At thirteen, she skipped school to smoke cigarettes with the older kids from her neighbourhood. At fifteen, she ran away from the house she shared with her brother to get on a train with her boyfriend and travel a few cities away to attend a music festival-- without permission. Only a year ago, at seventeen, she was hospitalised after sneaking into a club downtown and, after getting herself incredibly drunk, fighting with another woman, leaving her with a broken ankle.
Only now, aged eighteen, the reckless teenager had apparently settled down in some aspect with her marriage to Makai. Having met him randomly one day, the whirlwind relationship had manifested into a marriage only a few months ago, and the wise thing, in Laura's mind, was to return home. She had been in California pursuing an occupation and equally escaping the hometown she had been raised in for seventeen years straight, but marrying Makai at least succeeded in setting some things straight in her mind. In her eyes, she could return home, start a life with her husband properly and form a connection with her brother again.
And she figured that Makai would be happy to do so. He was, after all, the one who had pushed for her to return home to her brother, pressed her to quit being petty and reconnect with the man. Of course, Makai's intentions were far from innocent. He only wanted to meet the man he intended to fuck with and taunt. He truly couldn't give a shit about the familial bonding.
Which was why he hadn't left California immediately with his wife when she eventually agreed to return home. As tempting as it was, he knew that the first week or so was going to be full of the two bonding again after so long apart, and Makai really didn't have the patience to deal with it, and nor did he feel he had the acting abilities to gush dramatically over the scene. So he had stayed behind a week or two, claiming he had things to tie up but would follow Laura eventually-- and that time had apparently come now.
"He said he'll be here soon. He's just gonna buy us lunch, come by with it. You like McDonald's, right? I mean, course you do. Even priests eat McDonald's." Laura babbled as she set her phone down after receiving her husband's text, silently smiling proudly to herself. When she met Makai, he didn't have a clue how to work a mobile phone, and now he was capable of putting together a text - it was a small thing, but a big victory in her eyes.
Stirring her straw in her iced tea, she eyed her brother from across the living room critically. Just because she had returned home didn't mean everything was rosy again. She had left after deciding he was 'just like Mom', thinking he was always on her back about her lifestyle and what she decided to do in her personal life... and she also wasn't the biggest fan of his turn to religion, either. Sure, she was glad he was happy, but it had come as a shock to her to see him after a year apart now a man of the church.
"It's still fucking mad-- am I allowed to swear, or is that going to offend your God? Not that there is a God, Ivan. It's all, like, a total pile of shit," she grumbled from the side, fiddling with her purple hair and pouting for good measure. "...Why couldn't you have just got a job at the supermarket? Nobody in our messed up family is religious-- you never once talked about religion growing up, dude."