Brianna Cover walked in her front door. She was on the phone with her friend.
"My ex has a single brother, i think," she said. "...or you could date him. It'd get him off my back..."
She tossed her keys on the blue couch in the living room and pulled the hair tie from her long brown hair.
"I really couldn't care less. He was--"
She stopped suddenly. Her sister, whom she lived with was sitting at the kitchen table, her head down on her arms, like she was sleeping. Though something wasn't right. A glass of water was knocked over, the liquid still flowing to across the table and onto the ground. Lisa Cover was oddly still, too.
"Brianna?" The person on the phone was asking. "Are you still there?"
"Yeah," she said faintly. "I just... hold on."
"I could call later...?"
"No, just... one moment." Brianna was scared at this sight. She didn't want her friend to hang up because she knew it would feel like she was all alone in the house. "Lisa?" She said quietly. "Lisa. Liiisssaaaa!"
Brianna walked slowly towards her younger sister, only close enough to grasp her wrist and feel her pulse. She did so. Lisa's hands were like ice and the worst was now evident. Lisa Cover was dead.