Gilbert walks into the room with an annoyed look on his face. “HEY, BRO! What the fuck is this?”
Ludwig looks up from his homework and shoots a look at him. “How many times do I have to tell you? Stop interrupting me from my work. I want to get my stuff in to Oma in time.”
“Stop calling her that! We’re adopted. A-D-O-P-T-E-D. What the fuck ever.
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