[ CW ] Write two separate scenes , connected in such a way that the twist is not revealed unless you read both .

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 `` And I fucking hate you!'' came a scream from upstairs then she heard a long bang. Her brother had smashed his door shut. Again. 
 
 Gnashing her teeth she went into her room. God, he got on her nerves - he and his never ending anger. And her mother would never say something. 
 
 She tried to calm herself by breathing consciously. Once her heart stopped racing, she opened her eyes again - and got angry again right away. She knew he had been in her room! Her webcam was tilted the wrong way. The first proof had been a short, red hair. Sure - her whole family was ginger but only her brother had short hair. But as always her mother would not listen to a single word. 
 
 `` Calm down'', she told herself. It worked. But a sour taste stayed in her mouth. She adjusted her webcam and looked right at it. There was only one thing she could do now. 
 
 First, she locked her door - just in case her brother wanted to burst in and ruin her evening like he did so often in the past. Then she opened her wardrobe and got out four things: Her two plants which she put left and right of her bed, her favorite pillow and the fluffy blanket. She hid all this every day just so her brother would not trash them. 
 
 After this was done and her room looked a whole lot nicer she put on some make up. She liked to pretend to be someone else on the internet, someone not related to her family, someone without freckles. Someone that only existed for strangers. 
 
 She put on her black wig, activated her webcam and stepped back to her bed. 
 
 B 
 
 `` And I fucking hate you! ``, he shouted and smashed hie door shut. God, sometimes he hated his family, but especially his sister. Worst thing was: Everybody knew this stupid bitch was his sister simply because they were both ginger. 
 
 He was angry and he did, what he always did when he was angry: he played some games hoping this would help. 
 
 It did not help; he was playing poorly because he was so angry - which made him even angrier. He tried another game. And another one. 
 
 After he furiously left the fifth game he knew that he needed something better. He went to a live cam site and found his girl. 
 
 `` His girl'' - that's what he thought of her. Sure, others could watch her too but he did n't care as long as she did what her asked her to do. He was already breathing heavily after only looking at her beautiful white skin and her dark hair. This strong contrast was what he loved most. He untucked his belt.
