In the backyard.

To K-T's surprise his sister wasn't in the kitchen or the living room but sitting on a chair on the deck of the backyard. K-T wasn't happy with this, from various past events he knew that their backyard offered very little privacy.

"It's a sunny Saturday I thought we'd eat outside. You have to work on your tan if more people are going to see you like this anyway." Emily said jokingly.

Anyone could walk around the house from the front, the fence separating it from the neighbors was low enough that people could see above it and the windows on the second floor of house behind theirs had a full open view of the yard.

K-T took on himself and brought the pizza boxes to the table between the chairs and sat down. Sitting down he opened the boxes and found his pizza. For all the ordeal it had been to get them, the pizzas smelled heavenly and it had K-T almost drooling.

"I'll get some drinks." said Emily, rushing inside and coming back soon after with two cans of soda, closing the sliding door behind her.

"This delivery company is really weird, taking pictures of people what will it be next? Did you really have to make me do that?" he complained.

"Listen, I knew about the picture, but my hair is a real mess, I don't want someone to take a picture of me like that, I don't even have makeup on." She explained. He despaired at the thougth that exposing him naked was a price worth paying to avoid having a slightly unflattering photo of her taken.

"And me being like that is better?"

"Don't make a big deal about it. They are super fast and their food is delicious. They are strict about stuff to maintain quality. You even have to pay a membership fee to buy for them. Thankfully aunt Jill let's me use her account. So enjoy your pizza and stop complaining." She concluded, before biting off half of a huge slice of her pizza.

For all K-T wanted to complain, it was the best damn pizza he had ever eaten. But then he remembered that the photo of him would be sent to the app account. An account that he thought was his sister's. His aunt had often been an active participant or a catalyst of the many situations that left him humiliated and now she would receive that very humiliating picture of him on her phone.

K-T drowned his sorrows in pizza and soda. It was so delicious that he lost no time while eating and he was quickly finished and feeling full. His sister had only one slice left but he really didn't want to stay outside longer than necessary and he was starting to feel the need to pee. He grabbed his empty pizza box and can before getting up. So far he had escaped any nosy neighbors to his knowledge, so he had a chance to get inside after little more than an awkward meal with his sister.

The sliding door though, refused to slide open. And K-T could spot a tiny sliver of the red markings that showed it was locked from the inside. The door had a defect and it sometimes jammed shut if closed too fast because the locking pin moved by a few millimeters that were enough to keep it closed.

"Emily! The sliding door is jammed, you locked us out!" he panicked.

"What? No way! Try to jiggle it." She told him. He put down what he was holding and tried to moved the door in all direction, pulling and pushing in quick successions in the hope of unjamming it. But it refused to move. The last time it had happened to K-T he was wearing a t-shirt and Emily had laughed at him going on at the door without effect for more than an hour before opening from the inside and letting him in. And that time many of their neighbors were in their yards.

"Emily, we need to find a solution and fast. I can't stay out like this all afternoon and I really need to pee." he pleaded.