Stacie and Matt Non-lewd

>Be Stacie
>you locked yourself in your room
>you can't stand your family
>especially that whore Rubalin
>always exclaiming how "perfect" they are
>it's not your fault that you're your father's daughter
>your certain being fat is a genetic trait
>evryone else is nicely proportioned
>your a furry pile of lard
>everyone else has nice, soft fur
>your fur is rough and coarse
>they have long straight ears
>you have short bent ears
>they're everything that you're not
>and you're
>you're
>knock knock
>someone is at your door
>"Stace, are you ok? I heard you crying."
>it's Matt
>and you are crying
"G-go away!"
>"Stace, please let me in. I'm worried about you."
>he's worried? About you?
>no one ever said that to you before
>no one in your family anyways
>hesitently, you open the door
>Matt is indeed standing there
>he looks concerned
"Come in."
>Matt steps in and looks around your scarce, empty room
>all you have is a bed and and a bookshelf
>there's only 3 book on the shelf though
>the only luxury item you have is a smartphone
>you never use it to talk to anyone
>Matt turns to you
>"So what's wrong?"
"J-just me being an emotional mess."
>"you know you can talk to one of us."
"I don't think anyone wants to hear my retarded problems."
>Matt, after hearing that moves to your bed and sits on it
>"I will."
>he's staring at you, obviously as an act to pressure you into-
"Fine."
>dammit
>you take a seat next to your younger brother
>then you start spilling your guts
>you talk about every minor and major problem of yours
>you start talking about every single complaint you have
>with people, your family, yourself
>sometime during this you start crying again
>you don't bother holding back any tears
>by the end of the session your a crying mess
>you never opened up to anyone
>not since your dad left that is
>It's weird, Matt is just as caring as your dad
>this makes you happy
>for once
>know you can go to someone with your problems
>even better when it's a family member
>granted he's younger than you so he may not understand some issues
>but still, it's a good thing to know

>Matt gets up and hugs you
>you don't hesitate returning the hug
>"So are you feeling better?"
"Y-yeah. Thanks Matt."
>you feel all warm and fuzzy when you say that
>you like this feel
>Matt and your ears perk up when the two of you hear your mom calling you guys for dinner
>both of you leave for the kitchen
>you two are still in an akward embrace
>you get some looks from the other girls
>Emma whispers something like holy shit to herself, in disbelief that her grouchy older sister is showing affection to someone
>dinner is tonight meatloaf
>on a typical night you hate meatloaf
>but this isn't a typical night
>for once you're happy about eating meatloaf
>for once you're happy about your family
>And you have the best brother to thank for all if that