Your older sister- a long stick of Smoky Quartz -came out of her room with many more bracelets than normal, which probably meant she was going out somewhere.
”Good morning, Alice.”
”Mornin’ mum.” Alice replied with a smile, sitting down at the table next to Milo, giving him a rough (but not too rough) ruffle on the head (or.. hat?), making him giggle and jab her in the side, which she retaliated with by flicking him between his eyes.
”ooowww..” Milo complained. Alice just giggled.