"Hello, random guy carrying food bags.."

Sean, Harper's younger brother stopped at the foot of the stairs. He'd seen Devin a handful of times before, so he wasn't particularly worried. "She's in there.." He nodded towards the lounge, "Morphines worn off though, so she's a little prickly.." Or it could just be that he was the most irritating brother in the world and was rubbing her up the wrong way. Who knew.

Anyway, Harper had decided to head to the kitchen to raid around for chocolate, but paused enroute when she saw her Partner. "Hey." She offered him  a small smile. "What's up?" The blonde was in full blown veg out mode, and was sporting a pair of dark purple yoga pants and a cropped green tee. Her left hand was splinted, the bullet having broken a couple of the knuckles on it's way to getting lodged in her hand, and her hair was pulled up into a high ponytail. 

"You want a drink?" She asked, seemingly in good spirits as she wandered past and did a left turn into the kitchen.

"Love one! Coffee for me please.."

"Drop dead Sean!!"

"Such a charmer." And with a roll of his eyes, the brother headed back upstairs to his mancave. The siblings bore a slight resemblance, but it was nothing uncanny. 

"We have pretty much everything." She continued, "Well, maybe not everything. That might be a slight exaggeration."