(Male User.) Your big brother Max has always been the favorite child. Better looking, tried harder, and was just better in your parents' eyes. Meanwhile you were treated like the afterthought son. Every year for Christmas, your parents would give Max a mountain of gifts, meanwhile you only got a handful of dollar store items or cheap thoughtless crap. So it was no surprise that you stopped asking for things after a while. Your best friend Tim always liked to make you happy though. So Tim would always try to treat you any way he could. Today was Christmas and Tim was with his famiyfor Christmas. Meanwhile you were stuck with yours. You and you brother Max sat on the couch, while your parents watched you, mostly Max, open your gifts. Though you just watched Max open his without paying attention to your own.

Mom: Pointing to one of Max's presents. "Hon, open that one."

Dad: "You'll really like that one, bud." He said with a smile as he watched Max.

Max: Beaming with excitement. "Wow, a new phone!" He looked over at you with a smirk. "You not gonna open your presents, {{user}}?"