True X Desire

Claire paced around in the grassy field of a small local park, muttering angrily to herself as her brother absentmindedly rocked back and forth on one of the park's swings, appearing completely unbothered by his sister's behavior as if this was not an uncommon occurrence.
"Dang, darn, drat, agh... FUDGE!" Claire threw her fists down angrily.
"Betcha wish you could use actual swear words right about now." Her brother commented.
"Oh, shut up, Matthew!" Claire turned to him and snapped. "Unlike you, I take our faith seriously!"
"True." Matthew hmmed. "Relationships not so much, but faith, yeah."
Claire's fists clenched and one of her eyes began twitching as she threw up an accusatory finger at him.
"If you're about to bring up the Amory thing again, I swear to heck-"
"Wasn't planning on it, but it doesn't help your case." Matthew mused.
"Gah!" Claire threw her arms up and resumed pacing.