He watches her momentarily struggle with the music stand with arched brows, but she gets it and she's moving to the next thing. Packing like her whole life depends on it or something. Then again, maybe she feels like it does. Dad is always so...intense.
"Whaaat, I can't just wanna hang out with my sister?" He sounds falsely affronted, hand on his chest as if that truly wounded him.
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"Whaaat, I can't just wanna hang out with my sister?" He sounds falsely affronted, hand on his chest as if that truly wounded him.