"You farmed the ENTIRE game!" I shouted into the mic, "How's it my fault that forty-four minutes into the game you still can't fight for shit."
"You fucked up my lane with your poor supporting. Two years and you don't even know how to pull creeps properly!" replied Sahil, still not acknowledging his mistake.
"CAN YOU KEEP IT DOWN A BIT! I'M ON A CALL!" shouted my younger sister Riya from her room, which was right across mine.
I muted myself on Discord and shouted back to her, "SORRY!"
"If I ever lose my job, the first thing I'll do is come back to India and strangle you to death!", I said unmuting myself.
"Good luck with that. Unlike you, I've been going to the gym regularly," he said, immediately making me feel bad about my body.
"Whatever man, I'm done for today. We'll play again next week," I said to him as I closed Dota 2.
"What? It's barely six and we played just four matches. You said we could play till midnight," he said as I looked at the time on my PC.
I had planned to keep playing till midnight, but I was already exhausted from it. I had been playing this game for so long, and it had always kept me entertained. But now, even that is just exhausting for me.
"You're gonna pick carry again and I'll have to support you. Then you will just cry and complain at the end of every game, so I'd rather not," I said into the mic. "See ya, I'm disconnecting now."
"Fine, I'll just play something else then," he replied, to which I immediately disconnected and turned off my PC.
"Fuck him! He thinks I'm a loser who can't go to the gym? If I had time and money like him, he wouldn't be able to talk shit."
I walked to the kitchen, deciding to just cook something for the evening. Living alone with a little sister puts most of the household work on me.
Not having a mom for most of my life forced me to learn household skills early. It was tough at first, but now it's just part of the routine. Having to wake up, do the laundry, cook food for the day, then dinner at night. Fortunately, Riya helps a lot with cleaning and tidying up the house whenever she gets time from studying.
"We're almost out of bread and vegetables," I said to myself, looking into the fridge.
"I'll just go to the store and stock up for this week."
I went to Riya's room and quietly opened the door, immediately realizing I should have knocked first. Thankfully she was just laying on the bed with her tablet. Since the tablet was blocking her face, I couldn't tell if she noticed me coming in or not, but she did seem engrossed in whatever she was doing.
My eyes started wandering around her body. She was wearing a green silky nightshirt with matching pajamas. Her tablet was placed right over her small breasts, giving a small peek between the buttons of her shirt. I could see the underband of her orange training bra pressed tightly against her brown skin.
"She has such small and cute breasts, and her skin looks so soft..."
With her legs bent up, her shirt was slightly displaced from below exposing her midriff. I couldn't help but stare at her thin waist and belly button. I gulped in my mouth, as she immediately tilted her tablet to look at me.
I felt embarrassed for a second before awkwardly saying, "I'm going to get groceries from the store, I'll be back in half an hour."
"Oh, okay," she replied casually, tilting her tablet back up.
"Is there anything you wanted?" I asked her.
She looked at me briefly before saying, "Potato chips and a diet coke please."
"Okay got it, take care till then," I said as I quickly left the room, hoping she didn't look at the bulge in my pants.
"Oh god, I need to stop doing this. She's my little sister, and it's her last year in high school. Even though she is already eighteen, it's no excuse for sneaking into her room to smell her clothes. I got hard just from looking at her today and there wasn't even anything sexual."
Even more disgusted at myself, I turned on my bike and began to drive towards the shop where I mostly bought groceries. It was about a kilometer away from our house. Entering the store, I quickly grabbed everything I needed along with a protein bar for myself and paid for it with my phone. Feeling hungry, I immediately unwrapped the protein bar and started eating as I exited the store.
"Watch it dude!" I said as I bumped into a man, causing my protein bar to fall. Immediately I noticed his briefcase fell as well, spilling the contents out. He was dressed very formally in a black suit and tie.
I felt bad as he started to quickly pick up his documents, a laptop, a watch and a few other stuff. I squatted down to help him, saying, "Actually it was my fault, let me help you..."
He quickly pushed my hand away as he stared at me angrily. Picking the rest of his stuff, he immediately rushed inside the store.
"It wasn't his fault entirely but at least I apologized and tried to help. What a jerk..."
As I started to get up, I noticed there was a flash drive on the floor which he probably missed. I could go back inside to return it, but he was rude to me and it was all metal with a really premium look, so I just put it in my pocket and left.
As I reached in front of the house, I spotted a familiar face walking along the street. I stopped my bike next to her and said, "Alina, is that you?"
"Krish!" She said with a surprised face. "What are you doing here?"
"I live here! What are you doing?" I asked her back.
"Oh, Cathy invited me to the party. We're in a few classes together in college. Didn't know you were neighbors," she said to me.
"What party?" I asked her.
"She didn't invite you? Why don't you join me then, I'm sure she wouldn't mind." She asked enthusiastically.
"Uhh... No actually. I wouldn't want to go uninvited. Besides, parties aren't really my thing," I said to her.
"Aww, that's disappointing. You haven't changed a bit," she said, shaking her head.
"But you've changed... a lot actually," I said looking at her body.
She was wearing a shiny purple dress that fit tightly against her body. The hem of her skirt went just above her knees and the neck had a cut deep enough to show a little bit of cleavage. This was quite revealing compared to what she used to wear when we were in school together.
"You know, I couldn't stay the same fat girl whom everybody ignored. So I worked on myself. Now look at me!" She said giving me a cute pose with excitement.
"I never ignored you though..." I said, staring at her face, remembering the old Alina. We used to sit together in school, away from other kids who bullied us. The Alina who thought dressing up pretty and cute was just a way for insecure people to grab attention. I wondered if this was a different person entirely.
"You know, I would love to catch up, but Cathy told me to come early to help with some stuff. So I'll see you later. Goodbye!" she said as she walked away.
"She looks so happy and full of life, unlike before I knew her. Then why can't I feel happy for her?"
Turning around my bike, I entered my house and quickly put the groceries in the kitchen and took out the chips and coke to give to Riya. I knocked on her door a few times but she didn't answer, so I opened it and found it was empty.
I could hear water running when I entered so I figured she's taking a shower. I left the snacks on her bed and exited her room.
"Do I cook first or check out this flash drive? I'm not totally hungry now, and Riya can eat her snacks."
I went to my room and plugged it into my computer. It showed up as a 0kb drive, which was weird, so I tried to format it, but that went unsuccessful too.
"What is this thing? That guy looked like a proper businessman. Why would he carry an empty drive that doesn't do anything? It doesn't even have a brand name on it, although it's metal so it looks pretty cool. Should I try plugging it into my phone? It does have a USB-C connector."
I took my phone out of the pocket and plugged it in, immediately it popped up a window, showing one button labeled 'Inject'.
"It's not just some virus is it? Fuck it! It's not like I have anything much other than porn in my phone."
I clicked on the Inject button, as the app began to install.
"BRO! Did you bring me the snacks I asked for?" She shouted from the hallway.
I shouted back, "It's on your bed, how did you even miss that."
"HEY! I am drying my hair. You should try noticing stuff with a bunch of wet hair on your face," she said walking back to her room.
I turned my attention back to the screen to see that the app had finished installing. It had a weird logo of a triangular shape with circles on the vertices with the top circle highlighted in yellow. The app however had no name visible on the app menu.
I opened the app and it showed a simple button labeled 'Begin'. I clicked on it to see a text saying 'Scanning for Subjects...'. It took a few minutes to finish the process and another button appeared labeled 'Authorize Control'.
As I clicked the button I felt tingling sensations in my head, eyes and fingers for a few seconds. I looked at the screen and it had opened up a list of names or people, with my name on top highlighted in Blue, below which was my sister Riya. As I scrolled through the list, there were many names which I recognised, along with a lot more I didn't recognise.
All the names had various details like age, sex and distance. The list seemed to be sorted by distance, given that I could see Alina and Cathy's names next to each other, as well as Cathy's mom Amanda.
"Is this some kind of tracking app? But it shows some names with ages under 2. Babies don't have phones..."
I clicked on my name, it opened up a window with various stats as if in a game, showing my strength, power, attractiveness, obedience, submission, dexterity, stamina, libido etc. with sliders to change the value.
"What kind of app is this? Strength 12%, Attractiveness 15%, Obedience 19%, Submission 21%, stamina 12%, libido 31% what the hell is all this? It has an option to increase or decrease values. Do I try?"
