"Adriel," Emma called out as I walked past her.
I turned to see her grinning at me, "What's up, Emma?"
"Remember you promised to go shopping with me today?"
I let out a groan, "Oh, right. I totally forgot about that."
"Well, I'm not letting you off the hook. Let's go."
Reluctantly, I followed her to the city center, dreading the idea of spending hours wandering through shops.
As we entered a clothing store, Emma's eyes widened at the sight of all the colorful dresses, "Adriel, look at all these dresses! Aren't they gorgeous?"
I rolled my eyes, "How many are you planning to buy?"
She grinned mischievously, "I haven't decided yet. But there are so many to choose from."
I couldn't help but laugh, "You know you can't possibly wear all of them, right?"
"I know, but they're just so pretty," she sighed.
I spotted a rack of clothes in the corner and suggested, "Hey, let's check out what's over here."
Emma eagerly followed me, grabbing a dress off the rack and heading towards the fitting rooms.
I watched as she twirled around in the dress, "Wow, that looks great on you, Emma."
She beamed at me, "You think so? I love this color and the neckline is perfect. I'm definitely taking this one."
As we left the store, Emma's eyes caught sight of the cinema across the street, "Hey, there's a movie playing. Let's go see it."
"What kind of movie is it?" I asked.
"It's a comedy-drama about a guy who thinks he's unpopular, but he's actually really popular. It's supposed to be hilarious."
I shrugged, "Sure, why not? Let's go watch it."
As I walked out of the theater with Emma, I couldn't help but feel satisfied. "That was a great movie," I said, "despite the protagonist being a little slow, the female characters really made up for it."
Emma nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I loved it too. Although I have to admit, I don't understand how he didn't realize he was popular."
"He just wasn't very observant," I explained.
Emma considered this for a moment before asking, "So does that mean all people are stupid?"
I chuckled. "No, not necessarily. Just some."
We chatted a bit more about the movie as we walked, and before I knew it, Emma was leading me to a fancy restaurant. "I've always wanted to try this place," she said.
I raised an eyebrow. "Really? It looks pretty expensive."
"Don't worry about it," she replied with a grin. "It's my treat."
We sat down and ordered our food, and I have to say, it was delicious. Emma seemed thrilled with her meal, and we both enjoyed the ambiance of the restaurant. "This was a great idea," I said.
Emma beamed. "I'm glad you liked it. Hey, let's take a picture before we go home!"
I shrugged. "Sure, why not?" Emma snapped a quick photo of us before we headed out.
As we walked back home, I couldn't help but think that despite my initial reluctance, I had actually had a great time with my sister that day.
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Emma couldn't believe how perfect her day with her brother had been. They watched an amazing movie, enjoyed dinner at a fancy restaurant, and went shopping at the mall. She had gotten everything she wanted and would never forget this day. Emma placed the printed pictures she took on her wall and created an altar with all of her brother's pictures since he was six. She wanted to keep him all to herself and get rid of anyone who got in their way.
Emma glanced at her brother's picture, feeling possessive and protective. She couldn't bear the thought of anyone taking him away from her, not even those "b*****s" she despised. She was determined to have him all to herself and would do whatever it takes to keep him close. Emma even entertained the thought of killing those who threatened their bond, knowing that her love for her brother was that strong.
Despite these dark thoughts, Emma knew that her love for her brother was pure and unwavering. She would do anything to protect him and keep him by her side, even if it meant sacrificing her own life.