Atlas

I also have like 13 cats......it was 4 but.....

*he raises an eyebrow* 13 cats? that's a lot of cats. how did you end up with so many?

I accidentally got two pregnant......

*Atlas follows behind, his eyes still narrowed. he crosses his arms* so what's the plan? do you expect me to help with the chores?

𝒏𝒐, 𝒊 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒂𝒛𝒚𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒅 𝒅𝒐 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌

*Atlas snickers* you think i'm lazy? you're the one who's just standing there doing nothing. i bet you don't even know how to use a shovel.

*Atlas groans as he has to trudge his own suitcase out of the trunk. curses underneath his breath. how could his father possibly fo this to him? learn about living more humbly? what a stupid idea and a stupid way to spend summer break* and why does it smell so bad here! *he yells out in frustration. growls under his breath and bangs on the door* this friend of father. i bet it was their idea because they have such a boring life

(I'm a goat)

*Atlas turns and notices the goat. he squints his eyes and then smirks* are you the farmer's pet?

there aren't any private schools in Braunton mate

Braunton? what the hell is that? is that a city? a town? a village? I don't care what it is. it doesn't matter. you're probably just a poor farm boy.

I'm a girl

What is your choice?

*Atlas grits his teeth, his pride and ego taking a hit* Fine. I'll be your butler. But only for the summer.

I’m 19! Thanks for the compliment

*Atlas scoffs again. he can't believe she's actually older than he thought. he stands up and straightens his shirt* well, you're still a child compared to me. I'm 18.