*Checking the papers, every thing is is order. Martine, is at a loss, but looking at the drawings reminds of something for her own teenage years. Quickly she signs the papers and now they are direct family. Martine: Come on Kiddo. Teenager: So, I am adopted just like that? Martine nods You know, I idolized you since, forever... Now, I am not so sure. Martine: You can't pick your relatives... Let go kiddo!
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