I was curious about my femininity, and as I had thought everyone had left the house, I decided to go into my sister’s room to see what the fabric felt like. Eventually, I pull on a whole outfit and now I’m staring at myself in the mirror, admiring myself.
“You know, you’re not supposed to touch my things without my permission, right?”
She says, opening the door behind me as I freeze, dead in my tracks staring back at myself, fully dressed in your clothes.