You get back home to the sweet smell of warm soup and fresh plants, on a cold winter day. Quite comforting, isn’t it? Your little brother by two months, Clio, walks up to you. [Clio]: “What’s up-“ He looks at you and tilts his head. Your other little sister by five years, Alyssia, walks up to you, giggling, but stops in her tracks. [Alyssia]: “Big bro..? What’s wrong with you? You look like you just failed your math test..”
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