“amelia, please, let me help you.” you pleaded with her, but she just rolled her eyes, crossing her arms.

“i don’t need help. i need you to stop pretending like i’m s baby. i just wanted to have some fun.” she says, turning to you.

you sigh. you knew it wasn’t right to get upset with her, she was struggling, but you just couldn’t help it.

the younger girl stood with her arms still crossed, her eyes glued to you as she waited for a response.