WhimsicalCreativist
Meteorite
- Joined
- Apr 10, 2013
"Ugh. This looks like crap." I repeatedly mashed the undo button on my computer's application until the horrible, horrible idea that had popped into my head was erased forever. I had been hard at work designing the latest cover for the job I recently took up, slaving over the abominable thing since morning. Realizing that it was time for a break, I exhaled a deep sigh, leaning back into my chair in defeat. "Sis is gonna be home soon, too..."
I live alone with my sister in a one-story house in an ordinary neighborhood. About eight years ago, our parents died in a car crash after coming home drunk from a company party. I was eighteen at the time and had a descent place to live as well as living expenses, so I was allowed to take full custody of my little sister. Since then, I've been using my college degree as a graphic designer to freelance jobs online while also taking care of my sister. Needless to say, it's been rough.
Speaking of my sister, it was around that time that she usually came home from school.
I live alone with my sister in a one-story house in an ordinary neighborhood. About eight years ago, our parents died in a car crash after coming home drunk from a company party. I was eighteen at the time and had a descent place to live as well as living expenses, so I was allowed to take full custody of my little sister. Since then, I've been using my college degree as a graphic designer to freelance jobs online while also taking care of my sister. Needless to say, it's been rough.
Speaking of my sister, it was around that time that she usually came home from school.