"Come on, Tori! How much longer can you sleep? Get up and let me borrow that new purple shirt you just got!" Trina barged into the room, intent on swiping Tori's garment permanently. Tori opened one eye to glare at Trina, a trick she learned from her girlfriend, but it seemed to have no effect on Trina whatsoever.
"What new shirt?"
"You know, the one with the long sleeves…" Trina trailed off, poking her head into her sister's wardrobe. "Found it!" She smiled triumphantly, pulling out the top.
"No not that! You can't borrow that!" Tori jumped out of the bed, trying to stop her sister from taking the shirt.
"Too slow! You don't scare me, Tori. No matter how hard you try, you won't ever be like that scary girlfriend of yours." Trina pulled the shirt out of Tori's grasp, running for the door. Upon opening it, she found the tip of a pair of scissors mere millimetres away from her throat.
"Eeek!"
"Put that shirt back! You are not allowed to steal clothes I bought for my girlfriend!"
Tossing the shirt back to her sister, Trina dashed down the stairs to her own room, out of the range of sharp objects.