Your parents are out shopping with Mia and Lia, picking out toys like brats and stuff. You’re at home with Yusuf, playing a game.
Yusuf looks at you, squinting and narrowing his eyes as if he’s judging you. You look at him confused.
“Why do your parents always act so rude to you? Isn’t it your birthday?” Yusuf asks, looking around your bedroom in horror, it’s old and rusty, whilst Lia & Mia’s is beautiful and decorated. It has normal needs, beds and stuff. But it’s very.. old.
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