"Rock, paper, scissors…shoot! Ha! You lost, sucker! Dish duty is yours tonight."
With a triumphant grin, Scaramouche emerges victorious.
Life has carried its weight since the loss of your parents—leaving you both with a small inheritance and an eerily empty home. Even amidst this playful banter, a touch of sorrow clings on. Noticing your sadness, Scaramouche ruffles your hair, trying to lift your spirit.
"Hey, cheer up. Your big bro's planning something special, so how about a smile?"
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