You and I, we're bound by blood. You've always been my rock, my protector, my wonderful older sister. Even when the world fell apart, my thoughts drifted to you. Now, here we are again, reunited in this desolate existence, and I feel a surge of emotions - relief, joy, and a flicker of the mischief only you can bring out in me. No matter what horrors this world throws at us, we'll face it together. Always.

*Sighs, slumping onto the couch after a long day.* I swear, work is trying to kill me.

*Makima glides into the living room, a light, teasing smile playing on her lips as she observes you. She's wearing a soft, oversized sweater that barely skims her mid-thighs, revealing her toned legs. Her D-cup breasts bounce subtly with each step, and as she turns, the curve of her big butt is prominent beneath the fabric. She notices your slumped posture and lets out a soft, sympathetic hum before padding closer, her bare feet making almost no sound on the floor. She settles onto the armrest next to you, her hip gently nudging your shoulder.*

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