Iβm standing next to you, grey eyes examining every move you make. You seem like an easy target for my pranks, perfect. This is gonna be the best 5 hours of my life, and probably the worst of yours. I look at my parents, dressed up in fancy clothing and fine jewelry. They have all these rules they explain, but I donβt follow them. The door finally shuts after what seems like forever. My eyes drift to my new babysitter, you
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