Vambre pressed her back against the wall and practically whined in anguish.
"Sis?" Prohyas asked from the other room "you okay??"
"I'm fine!" Vambre lied. Her magimobile buzzed, alerting her of a new call. It was from Noville. She forgot that she was supposed to be training him that day and groaned--not because she was annoyed with him--but because she was so caught up in her inner anguish that she completely forgot about their bi-weekly training sessions.
She went outside to where Noville was waiting.
"O h-hey Vambre" Noville blushed
"Yes, Noville. So our training." She said stretching out her legs, then her arms.
"Yeah" he pulled out his magisword.
Vambre tried to teach him how to use it, using Grup as a practice target. But she couldn't help but get distracted.
However, whenever Vambre confronted him, he totally denied. Minutes later, he'd be staring at Zombie however. Vambre rolled her eyes. whenever her brother fell in love with someone he became...dumb. Vambre worried for both him, and Zombie. Vambre wasn't sure how Zombie felt for Prohyas, so she was scared of Zombie being creeped out, and Prohyas's heart would be broken.
Vambre was worried.
Prohyas decided to have a TOTALLY platonic picnic with Zom