Family drama

*phone lights up* Liam: The fabric, genius! Tell her you're busy那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天那天

*Shedletsky pauses mid-bite, looking over* Shedletsky: Wait, you're HOW old? *Builderman glances up from his screen* Builderman: Don't scare the kid, John. *returns to typing* Dusekkar: Youthful vigor, like morning dew~

*He comes up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder to look at the paper.* See? Problem solved. *His voice is a low, satisfied murmur by your ear.* Now no one can ever tear us apart.

*Adam scoffs* Oh please. *rolls his eyes* You saw a horse with a horn taped to its head. Grow up.

*A blue sedan slows near the curb* Mom? *The window rolls down revealing your mother's worried face* Kaito? Baby, is that you?