Nothing at all, she's taking a cab

Halfways down the street, Emma managed to stop a taxi and quickly jumped in. The driver seemed a little bit worried as she told him to hurry, and explained on the way that he'd recently been driving a woman to the hospital, in urgent need to give birth to a baby.

On the way she kept looking out through the window, but found that everything seemed perfectly as normal. Apparently it was only herself, and her sister so far, that seemed to have waked up this morning to some kind of shock.

"Thanks a lot, and keep the change!" She flashed the driver a smile as she arrived at her parent's doorstep, hoping that the money she threw at him would cover the ride. From the way he smiled and waved right back at her, she guessed that maybe she'd gone a bit overboard with the tip though...

Just a few moments later she was standing on the porch, and while ringing the doorbell she noticed that neither of her parents seemed to be home - which could explain why Hannah had decided to call for her sister, rather than talking to one of them.

As the door opened she found her little sister to have calmed just slightly since making the call, though despite her teary eyes she didn't immediately jump for a hug - which was usual proceedure whenever they met.

"Oh god, Emma! Thanks for coming so quick!" The girl greeted her with obvious relief, but remained strangely stiff and passive while inviting her inside. It sure didn't take any genius to figure there was something amiss, but for some reason Emma found herself more interested in her sister's looks, rather than the state of her mind.

Still wearing what she'd probably been sleeping in, the girl looked extremely cute in her baggy pajama - a shirt and matching pants, in a silky pink with bright little hearts on. The garments were just a little too short for her, showing off her slender waist and the top of her heart shaped little bottom. Her face was lovely as always, despite of the worried look in her eyes, and her short and bright red hair was even more of a tousled mess than her sister's this day.

"So, what's the problem...?" Emma asked her as she followed her sister into the kitchen, trying her best to keep from staring at that cute little ass, and to keep her raging hardon from showing through the skirt...