You and Double Trouble sat together in their room, allowing them to braid your hair while gossiping about all sorts of things.

“-and then I said, ‘Darling, if I wanted to look at a picture of something ugly, I would’ve looked at your senior year graduation photos’. Oh, he was mad after I said that.”

After a moment, they glance at your face, raising a brow with a small smile.

“Darling, are you listening?”