Phantom Emotions [Open]

The tall Stefan and his younger sister left the city theater, and the college student tugged on a handkerchief with his teeth, tears streaming down his eyes. The blonde high schooler had a deadpan expression, purposefully looking away from her emotional sibling. While in the past she had been embarrassed by her elder sibling's overwhelming passion and tearful outbursts, there was mostly only a semblance of annoyance, and embarrassment for him.

Her gaze moved over to her brother and the rebellious 552 student criticized as she shook and held her head, "You've seen The Phantom of the Opera how many times and you still bawl your eyes out? Jesus fucking Christ, Stefan. You should be ashamed of yourself."

With a sniffle, the college theatre major looked down at his sister with a tear filled gaze and remarked, still with the handkerchief in his mouth, "All the Phantom w-wanted was to be loooved! He was... was just a c-created monster. If... If he had just received n-nurturing before... then... then he wouldn't have-"

"Oh my god."

"He was so t-talented and yet so... so lonely. He just n-needed-"

"Stefan, just stop. Stop it."

"But he n-never-!"

"For the love of God, stop. Shut up. I can't right now."

"And... and he never gets to be loooved. He's a-alone foreveerrr!"

At her brother crying again, Krista closed her eyes and let out a long sigh, "You're such an emotional moron. I shouldn't have bought those fucking tickets."

When he moved over to bring his sister in an embrace, the blonde teen held out a hand and stopped him. "Hug me and soak me with your tears, and I'm roundhouse kicking you in the dick."

"It's so beautiful. So tragic," cried the twenty-year-old man, who plopped onto the ground by the sidewalk, pulling the cloth with his teeth.

Reaching down, the fifteen-year-old girl reached into his jacket and pulled out his car keys. While she didn't have a license, Krista knew how to drive, and she sure as hell wasn't going to drag her overly emotional brother to the car and wait an hour before he was able to drive. Fuck that, she decided quite promptly.

"Beautifully tragic!"

"Stay put. I'm getting the car," ordered the teenager as she walked away with an irritated expression. "I hate you so much right now."

Stefan didn't think anything of her words, instead continuing to cry passionately over the musical as he always did. The two siblings, despite being quite the opposites, were close. If Krista didn't like her brother, she wouldn't spend the time with him. In fact, for some time now, he was the only one of their immediate family who she spent significant time with, besides some with their youngest brother. While Stefan wished it wasn't the case and that she would open up to their parents despite the divorce, he was just glad she hadn't pushed everyone away, that he could be in her life and was such a big part in it. He would always gladly take her in and be there for her.

Laying down on the sidewalk, the college student wiped his tears away and sniffled. "I love that musical. Uwu~ <3"