7 Days of Incest/Day 1/Enter the House

Taking a deep breath you turn the knob and push the door open... only to be met with a blast of loud punk rock that nearly turns your legs to jelly. Grimacing in pain, you cover your ears with your hands and use your foot to kick the door shut behind you.

God-dammit Rose, you know I don't like loud noises or your shitty choices of music.

You stumble over to the bookshelf where the boom-box was located, reach up a hand and slam your hand down on the button to turn the power off. You breathe a sigh of relief as blessed silence descends upon the house, before you look around the living room, taking note of the fresh piles of trash and crumpled paper scattered randomly across the floor.

"Its only been a few hours since our parents left, and this house has already gone to hell. Don't any of my sisters know how to keep things clean?" You mutter under your breath, stooping over to pick up a nearby paper ball.

As you throw it away, the momentary peace you bought by turning off the music is broken by a wailing cry of anger. Whirling around, you see Rose stand up from the couch, her phone clenched tightly in one fist. She struts toward you like a panther, her face flushed with anger and her eyes burning with fire.

"Just what the hell do you think you are doing?" She shouts.

Oh boy, here we go, you think to yourself. Its Rose being her usual bitchy self. She really needs to learn to show respect to those around her.

Knowing it was probably futile, you decide to try and reason with her. Taking a deep breath you close your eyes, trying to focus and calm your mind. After a couple of seconds you open them again to find that Rose is standing a lot closer to you, her eyes smoldering and her foot tapping impatiently against the floor.

"Well?" She asks, flipping her bangs out of her eyes.

"That music was way too damn loud," You say, trying to mimic the tone of authority your dad often used.