<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">Alya sat up, shaking her head defensively. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d">"He's not an old flame, we weren’t really involved. Just.... Adrenaline."</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99"> she tried to defend herself, color flooding her face. She crossed her arms and curled back up on the couch. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#a6ff4d">"You guys are all so mean...."</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99"> she grumbled.</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffcc">Alexi smiled, wrapping an arm around his sister and pulling her close, despite her flailing attempts to get away from him.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffa6"> "Awe are you embarrassed? We wouldn't pick on you...."</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffcc"> he teased as she pulled away, sighing with a small smile on her face. He couldn't help but worry though. She didn't seem like herself.</span>