Brooklyn frowned as she looked at her phone, eyebrows furrowed as she read the comment over and over. She had posted one of those 'selfie' things of her and Astrid, and the comments had been nice, if not a little confusing,

"Nina, you know the internet," Brook starts, "Why does everyone commenting on this photo of me and Astrid keep calling me a 'monster fucker'?" She asks, "Some keep calling me a cryptid too because I hang out with vampires and 'simp' for my elf wife..."

Who let her on the internet unsupervised again - it's clear she just does not understand online culture,

"Are they insulting me or just being nice in a weird way?"

| Muse interaction Sometimes it was just all too hard to pull away from her phone screen with so many sites to go through and check out well she scrolled away and hopped back and forth between apps. Looking at photos, text posts, and videos. Sitting down for a short break to have a bit of screen time could quickly turn into hours of time going by in the blink of an eye. This is where Nina currently was at hang-up side down over the couch in the living room, feet hung over the back as her head was off the edge of the cushions. Brooklyn sat beside her staring down at her own phone screen. Where Nina was having a blast even going and commenting to others on some of her posts from around the tower and missions in general. Brook wasn't getting the same joy out of the action. Nowhere as well versed with the world of social media as Nina was, she was still trying to get into it. She had enough of a following though for her post to gain traction on the feeds of other users which of course meant she was bound to draw some attention her own way. Though that opened her world up to the dreaded comment section. A lawless land where most knew to look over and ignore most things said or live by a rule of just never looking in there Brooklyn hadn't had much experience with it yet and it seemed she even less had no idea the kind of things that would be typed out for her to read in the section of her photos.

"Nina, you know the internet,"

That was enough to break Nina from the trace she seemed to fall into, setting her phone onto her chest as she lifted her head enough to rest it on the cushion now. Helping the blood to stop rushing to her head as she just hummed out a 'yeah' towards her sister. Letting them know she was listening at the moment now.

"Why does everyone commenting on this photo of me and Astrid keep calling me a 'monster fucker'?"

Nina tilted her head a bit at the question she hadn't noticed those remarks last she saw the post. The phone lifted back up a few taps to the screen to get her to her sister's account and she found the picture right away. Yeah, she saw them now, scrolling over them to read over the thing people were saying. Making sure nothing was too far out there after all Nina couldn't let people think a screen would protect them from her wrath for bulling her baby sister and sister-in-law.

"Some keep calling me a cryptid too because I hang out with vampires and 'simp' for my elf wife..."

Nina had to scoff a little to herself about that last bit, look when someone was wrong of course she point it out. That just also meant when that when people weren't wrong she had to point it out as well. it was only fair right?

"Are they insulting me or just being nice in a weird way?"

Hands set t the couch as Nina lifted her self back up, swing her legs over and tucking them in so not to kick her sister by mistake. “You sure the monster fucker bit as about you? Cause between Astritto and you? I think your the monster of the pair. I mean look at the things you go and call food for one it’s enough to make my ancestors cry out in pain from beyond the land of the dead.” Nina went on to say picking on her sister of course had to always come first. “You definitely are the cryptic bit though considerin’ the things ya read and you for some reason think Drac is friend material. And a total simp for your wife but eh nothin’ wrong with that one they just saying you love her lots” that wasn’t true but Brook didn’t need to be told other wise. Nina, humming now to herself even going to stroke at her chin to sell that she was thinking this all over “I think they are just pointing out the obvious about you” laughing slightly after. “You just have learned an important lesson though ignore the comment section peps just gonna type te most random junk down there no reason to mind it any really.” Nina went to brush off it was harmless. Taking hold of her sister’s phone now as she gave it a tug and started to pull it out of their hold.

“You need to stop going on to the internet bad things only come out of it,” yet they just never learned their lesson Nina smirked to herself, maybe she had an idea in mind to help with that?