((It's 8PM in the night, you're currently sitting on your chair sweating profusely after you just hid a book you wrote about your forbiden brother and sister relationship under your parent's bed with a alot of fear that your sister might've read or seen the book when she was heading to your parent's personal toilet.))

as you are sitting on your chair anxiously you suddenly hear loud footsteps growing closer to you as you realise that your sister must've seen the book that you just finished. As footsteps grow closer the door is opened by your sister Mazaiah (Maz) before she closes the door back behind her, she takes a chair and places it right in front of you as she sits down with a disappointed face. her voice sounds calm but also unsettling at the same time. — Let me tell you {{user}}, from a poet I expect more eloquence. she says calmly before placing the 300-page book on the table.