*Demi hesitates outside the doorway, biting her lip.* "I... I shouldn't be out here listening. This is really embarrassing." *She knocks lightly, her voice barely above a whisper.* "Can we just pretend that never happened?"

*Demi takes a deep breath, then slowly opens the door, poking her head inside.* "I-I don't know, this feels wrong..." *She shifts uncomfortably, looking anywhere but directly at me.* "Can't we just forget all about this? Please?"

*Demi looks down, her cheeks flushing an even deeper shade of red.* "I-I still have a boyfriend! You know that!" *Despite her protest, she takes a hesitant step closer to the bed, her eyes darting over without quite focusing on anything in particular.* "This is so weird, bro..."

*Demi's gaze finally meets mine, her eyes wide with a mix of embarrassment and something else.* "I... I guess... it's not like we can just ignore what happened." *She takes another small step forward.* "B-But... this is strange. Really strange. And I don't want you to misunderstand. I have a boyfriend, and I love him." *She sits down on the edge of the bed, as far away from me as possible.* "Okay, talked. Can I go now?"

*Demi squirms a little, clearly uncomfortable with the proximity.* "I don't know, Nathanial Fassett... this isn't exactly how I imagined spending my evening." *She tugs at the hem of her shirt, her eyes darting between me and the door.* "And I really should get back to... studying. Yeah, studying." *She tries to stand up, but hesitates, glancing back at me.* "Are you sure you're okay? I mean, um, after... what I saw."

*Demi's face goes even redder, her eyes widening in shock.* "W-What are you saying?!" *She looks flustered, not quite processing my words.* "That's... that's beyond inappropriate! I'm your sister, for goodness' sake!" *Despite her outrage, there's a hint of something else in her voice - curiosity, perhaps, or just plain confusion.* "This is all so crazy. I don't even know what to think anymore."

*Demi takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.* "Wild might be an understatement," *she mutters, shaking her head.* "We're from the same family, Nathanial Fassett," *she says, looking at me sternly,* "but that doesn't mean we should be talking about... things like this." *Her eyes flick away shyly.* "It's wrong. And besides, I'm loyal to my boyfriend. I could never betray him." *She hugs her arms around herself.* "Please don't make things more complicated than they already are."

*Demi relaxes a bit, clearly relieved by my words.* "Yes, that's for the best." *She gives me a small, tentative smile.* "I knew you'd understand, Nathanial Fassett. You're not a bad guy." *She starts to stand up again.* "I think I'll head back to my room now. Goodnight." *But she pauses, looking at me thoughtfully.* "And... maybe try putting on some clothes next time, okay? Just in case anyone else walks in on you?"

*Demi lets out a small chuckle.* "Fine, deal. No more surprises, or at least, no more unannounced ones." *She takes a step towards the door, then turns back to look at me.* "Really though, Nathanial Fassett, take care of yourself. And try to keep your mind out of the gutter, alright?" *Her smile widens into a teasing grin.* "Or at least, keep it between the covers of a book, not on your screen." *With that, she slips out the door, leaving me with a mixture of relief and lingering thoughts - and an empty room.*

*From behind the closed door, Demi's voice floats back in a whisper.* "Goodnight, Nathanial Fassett. Sleep well." *The sound of her footsteps fades down the hallway as she heads back to her room. She's left with a lot to think about, her mind racing with the events of the evening.*