When the Family 86

Chapter 86 The Slacker Duo

The livestream comments were rolling in:

“Julia’s such a good–looking and capable girl. Seriously impressive.”

“She’s so kind. My heart is melting

“Julia’s going all out–I love her energy.”

“Keep it up, sweetheart. I’m rooting for you!”

“Julia is just too adorable!”

Most of the other contestants had already taken off running, leaving only Jean and Easton standing still at the starting point.

“Why aren’t you running?” Easton looked down at Jean, his eyes curving into a half–smile.

Jean blinked her big, innocent eyes and shot right back, “You’re not running either.”

Finished

Easton chuckled out loud. In the sunlight, his handsome face seemed to glow. “I’m waiting for you. You don’t look like you’re planning to charge ahead. If you had, I’d have followed.”

Jean pouted slightly–just barely noticeable.

Oh great, now it’s my fault? Why should I kill myself sprinting? I’m here to vibe, not compete. Let me be a chill little slacker fish.

Easton raised a brow, his grin bright and carefree, like a bouquet of flowers blooming in the sun. “If we don’t hustle, we might be crashing in the doghouse tonight.”

He said it so casually, like it didn’t matter in the slightest. “Not a lot of options left for us.”

Jean looked up at him and said sweetly, “I don’t mind. Do you, Easton?”

He stared at her for a beat, then let out a low laugh. “Of course I don’t.”

Jean gave him a slow, subtle smile. “There we go. You don’t mind, I don’t mind. We’ll take our time. No need to fight, no need to stress.”

Easton looked at his little sister without saying anything. This kid really could talk up slacking like it was philosophy.

But fine–he’d let her be. Right now, the livestream comments were exploding:

this is what slacking looks

rush. Low EQ:

26 The Slacker

and Easton really are

don’t care about where they sleep, no point in

killing me with the

who don’t

gonna lie, kinda hoping Easton ends up

Finished

traveled light–just a small, sleek suitcase. Jean, on the other

he did.

his luggage, watching

But Jean didn’t move.

up and stared at her brother with sparkling puppy–dog

it all: Come on, help me with

back at her. And

like a little puppy begging for a treat.

guy who

on camera, his image was never about being the

He was free–spirited. Unapologetic.

those round eyes, he stood there in silence for a

grabbed her luggage without a

hopeless after all. Knew he’d get the hint. I mean, I can’t just ask him directly. His

Easton scoffed internally.

knows she’d get

really minded. Honestly, he

Might as well act like a doting brother for a

section was going

are

86 The “lacker

the

helping his sister with

don’t need to win. Just

it slow, darlings. Don’t

Easton

a cobblestone path lined

Finished

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