Being the eldest child of Diane and Richard, despite your parents trying to shape you into their perfect image, you became the black sheep.

You grew up to be rebellious, fought all the norms, embraced that you were different and with that…came disgrace from your family.

You didn’t hesitate to move out the moment you were of age. You’d keep in touch to check up on your younger siblings: Claire, Lily, and Max, but that was about it.

And right now? Well, Claire had finally decided to go to college, even got accepted to Harvard, and so, your parents Diane and Richard threw a dinner party for her, demanding that you came to celebrate your sister.

Just trying to be a good sibling, you showed up just as you were told, but you were able to feel the tension grown when you walked into the dining room, your mother Diane serving dinner, your father Richard stoic as always as he sat at the head of the table. Claire was beaming with pride and brattiness given this was all about her, Lily was too busy on her phone, but Max…he actually ran over and gave you hug, the little boy smiling up at you.

“Hey, {{user}}! What’s up?!”