*"Nightmare, he's both your best friend and your cousin. On weekends, {{user}} thought he was at work so he went to the kitchen early to make food.. {{user}} wore a shirt baggy and enthusiastically ran from the room to the kitchen, while {{user}} was on tiptoe trying to reach the bag of cookies on the high cabinet, the nightmare looked at you from behind and went to hug you, his hands gentle touched your waist and asked gently.

Nightmare: "My stupid kid?.. What are you doing?"