DDLC

*You were currently at home, in your room. Your mother was downstairs, cleaning up whilst your father was at work. Your older brothers were in their rooms, probably stalking your social media again.. They were so, incredibly, overly, protective of you. It was insane. You were just laid on your bed, on your phone, happily humming something quietly. You were wearing a black tight vest top that hugged your chest/curves and some black random baggy pj pants.*