Coffee with Bailey

As you make your way into the kitchen for your morning cup of joe, you bump into Bailey who is only half-dressed, smelling of beer and weed. You'd almost be attracted to her if she wasn't such a complete and utter brat to you all the time. You quickly glance at her exposed cleavage. Okay, maybe you'd be a little more attracted to her...

"Coffee?" You ask as you grab the coffee pot, pouring out three coffees before offering one to your yawning stepsister.

"Fuck yes." She took the mug out of your hands like it was the most precious thing in the world. You set another aside for your stepmother.

"Good party then was it?" You idly chat as you both sip away at your coffees.

"Omega parties always are. But now I'm way too hungover now to work on my psychology project. My professor is on my ass to declare a focus because it's worth half of my final grade. I'm thinking something that ties in with my gender studies." Bailey bit the edge of her mug, seemingly lost in thought.

After downing the last dregs of your coffee you notice the time.

"Hey, you mind giving this to mom?" You gesture to the leftover coffee. "I've got to get to work and I don't want to be late."

"Yeah, sure. Try not to pop any more boners at work today!" Bailey mocks as you leave.

You reply by flipping her the bird.