Annika cringed slightly when she heard herself be called Anni, but where her brother was concerned, she let it slide. HE was the only person who got away with that these days. It was odd how as one got older, their tastes in things changed, even down to what they preferred to be called. Turning toward the familiar voice, Annika smiled and shook her head slightly.
"Stop growing up already, okay thanks!" she exclaimed before closing the distance for a hug. Finally pulling back she looked him over and smiled wider. His choice of clothing was fine seeing as she herself was dressed in a pair of fitted capri slacks and a screaming red top... and her signature sky high shoes were studded with tiny silver spike things. Heh. Always with the flair for the dramatics.
"And what brings me to London... is I think it's time to settle down and stop running wild. S'okay wif you?" And for once she wasn't teasing. She had come back because it was time. It was time for the elder Ogden to make her triumphant return! Prodigal Sister Returns? No. Too much? Okay.
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