"I CAN BE ANGSTY. YOU'RE NOT MY REAL MOM. Welltechnicallyyouarebutnotyet."

..."Wow."

SNORT.

"I don't think we've introduced ourselves properly. ...Have we, Yin?"

"Well other mom seems to remember us. HI MOM I'M DRAKE."

((Cough this cute af))

"No she's not. I am! I always was the cooler one!"

...."You have no proof, Ms. I was named after a dog."

"BRING IT, SHITBAG."

"AW COME ON. YOU KNOW MY SELF ESTEEM DOESN'T NEED A BEATING LIKE THAT ONE."

"MAYBE BECAUSE MA AND MOM ARE NEVER AROUND ANYMO-...There goes my HEART."

"Remember when they would leave us constantly when we were younger?...Good...times." He's tearing up. He's always been the one to cry-

..."I can't help it sis. I really /CAN'T/ remember a good time with our parents because they alway leave!..." There he goes. He's crying

"When is that? Whenever they want!...They didn't show up to my birthday for three years in a row!..."

...."Let go of me!...Y-You!..."

..."(Why do you keep leaving me?)"

...."No you don't!...You weren't even there for half our lives! You expect me to be okay with "I love you!"...That's not how it works, Ma."

"You're trying? Alright. Whatever. When I need you most! Where were you? In the middle of nowhere on a hunt. Boo hoo. My heart-

((It'll be worth it. Trust me.))

"I'm not in love."