I was watching a murder case while
my little sister played a cookie game next to me, giving me a play-by-play of
her game. Now I’m trying to process murder on one side and her Cookie Run:
Kingdom team on the other. She even tells me about the school dance and shows
off her moves whether I asked or not (I didn’t).
It's the same energy in the
morning, too. I’ve just been asking her to wake me up before she goes to school,
but I still sleep anyway. π€£
Well, it’s been a whole year of annoying
the life out of each other. I was supposed to move out by now, but seeing her
kinda feels like seeing my younger self. And since I know all too well what it
felt like when my dad left, I’m just not gonna let her go through that.


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