Astrid was practically vibrating with joy, her tails wagging like a excited puppy who had just been given a treat.
The recognition from Anya had opened a floodgate of happiness, and she was determined to ride that wave as far as it would take her.
She slid across the booth with the grace of a predator closing in on its prey.
Her eyes were fixed on Charlotte with an intensity that made the devilish sister pause mid-selfie.
"Now it's your turn, Charlotte!"
Astrid's voice was bright with anticipation, her hands reaching out to grab her sister's arm and tug insistently.
"Anya has already called me 'big sister,' so now you have to as well!"
Charlotte lowered her phone, one eyebrow arching with practiced elegance.
"Oh? And why is that?"
Astrid leaned in, her expression turning sly.
"Because you're the youngest of all of us! It's practically criminal for you not to call me big sister."
She wagged a finger playfully before cheekily saying,
