Carter's already ramrod-straight back tenses fully at the unexpected attack from behind. Not for long. There's really only one person in the universe allowed to do this, and she knows her sister's presence right away. This is only because of the drinking contest. Beau would almost never hug her sober.

Still. Carter smiles, folding her book down on the table and reaching up to squeeze her twin's arms. "I'm sorry." She says softly, commiserating without any hint of mocking, today. "Feeling okay?"