So, I've had the 'pleasure' of dealing with my family this month. Get to have dinner with them this weekend. I don't like them, and they don't like me. However, they 'love' me on merit of being family. I play along and pretend to feel the same, but it's a silly concept. Humans mostly all are related to each other, the concept of only recognizing certain relatives based off of convenience and
That's cute.
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2249067 ... You're making this into a fic, aren't you?
2250882 Mayhaps.