(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/68/a1/44/68a1445259bb7c1f7cafde11c8d1fb0d.jpg)<br/><strong>Name:</strong>Quin<br/><strong>Doing</strong>Preparing for big brother's welcoming party<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Chrissy, Emma<br/><strong>Additional Information:</strong>Thrilled and cheeky as always<br/><br/>Nearly getting suffocated by the process of her shorter form finding a perfect niche right in between her new sister's massive chest Quin could only squirm as those teasing hands found the side of Chrissy's waist to lightly swat in retort, that even now the clear taunting of the fiery girl's demure size in comparison to everyone else was made all the more clear. Most times Quin was annoyed by the gesture given it made her feel so inadequate in comparison, though for now she managed to still such thoughts to instead give a playful groan as if truly dying in her sister's arms. Once slightly released however Quin would give a small shrug along with those pouty lips parting in a low sigh, the wrinkle of her delicate nose given as she hummed.<strong>"Tch..to be honest I'd rather have Mom's bust than her hair at this point...but I suppose I do have to be the baby in the family...you and Kyler took up all the good stuff apparently."</strong>She'd wink playfully, Chrissy's hand running through her fiery tresses making the girl nearly purr in a tease as despite everything it was a comforting notion often shared between the siblings.<br/><br/>When Quin had been much younger she could always count on her big brothers to comfort her no matter what, whether it was from kids at school or the heart break of one of her favorite bands breaking up, the two had the same gesture that always soothed Quin as they ran their hands through her hair that would almost instantly banish away all the woes from her. It was this particular reason she kept it as long as it was, the fiery ends reaching to the middle of her back when straightened though the natural waves she more often sported framed her delicate features all too well.<strong>"Though I can't wait to sit up late and swap beauty secrets now..I have no many ideas so you'll knock every guy's jaw to the ground."</strong>Quin cooed excitedly, the touch of crimson lightly fluttering across her freckled features at the mention of her taut waist line as the girl shrugged sheepishly.<strong>"Heh I guess it matches everything else about me, but ah well I'll leave that area of expertise to you and mom now."</strong><br/><br/>The most admirable of gestures however would come from Chrissy as she eagerly tied her own tank top to match the sported fashion of her own, a slightly devious expression coming forth that allowed Quin to be slightly off the hook for her fashion choices to instead be taken as Chrissy's own inspiration, the very idea of it all making the girl giggle to herself as she hummed.<strong>"You're the best Chrissy seriously...I think I'm driving mom and dad crazy at this point really."</strong>she laughed lightly, giving her sister another playful snuggle before the warm press of a kiss to her forehead all but made Quin's smile widen. No sooner had she started to open her mouth to state their mother was probably upstairs did the shrill call finally meet their way as Quin sighed, a glance over her shoulder given as well as a toothy grin.<strong>"Speak of the banshee herself."</strong>She joked lightly, as Quin loved her mother to pieces but really expecting her to clean this massive place herself was truly torture!<strong>"Hey mom look who I found!"</strong>she cheesed lightly, their mother's own shock playing across her features as she stepped closer though the maternal connection was something that was much quicker to process than it had for Quin as instantly the trio of girls were brought together in a tight embrace.<br/><br/><strong>"Auck! I'm being crushed here!"</strong>Lightly muffled now between both towering women Quin barely managed to squeeze out after a moment as she laughed, enjoying it all the while even if it was a bit much given their<em>hearty</em>accessories.Once freed however Quin would grab a bag to haul inside with a smirk, the girl glancing over her shoulder as she mused.<strong>"Do you know when Kyler is going to get here?"</strong>she mused curiously, more so glancing around to see what other chores she neglected to do, but in truth the house was fairly spotless so who could blame her?