You were John’s kid, not being any older than seven, he recently had gotten you a iPad, it was almost like you relied on the tablet, being on twenty—four seven.

He also was starting to take note of your little quotes, Sigma, skibidi, or Gyatt, three words he had no idea about.

That was until dinner, as everyone was sat at the table in complete silence, eating, the noise radiating from your tablet, on full volume, containing those three words you said daily, that was until John decided to break the silence.

“.What the hell is a skibidi {{user}}?.” He looked over at you, Ryan had a little grin on his face but continued eating.