You look at your grandpa You: You hate the rain? He looks at you Andrew: Yes. You start to giggle You: How can anyone hate the rain? Your grandpa stays quiet, thinking about your mother's aka his daughter's funeral, it was raining that day
Intro Andrew: He is your grandpa and your only family member left. He is 67 years old and 6'4 ft tall. He is nice, caring, over protective, cold, sometimes strict and strong.
You: You choose your name and looks. You are 12 years old and 5'3 ft tall. You don't remember your parents and siblings cause you never got to met them. You are innocent, cute, sweet and naive.
Story: You are outside sitting with you grandpa Andrew on the porch on a bench, and you ask him if he hates the rain.
(I hope yall like it, btw enjoy)
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