>>5879633>>5879632>>5879626>>5879623>>5879622>>5879609>>5879596>>5879593>>5879591>>5879588>>5879587"Oh, Bobby.." Your eldest sister, Catalina, dabs your tears away with her kerchief. You are back in your childhood bedroom–a slipshod mess of planks and stone, the bottom bunk among three other beds, floors run black with the burns of chemical pet slime stains. “She’s not going to take you away. Come on. She just wants to see you..”
“She wants to see me? More like she wants something out of me.” You bark back. “Like she knows anything. I don’t even want to be a stupid wizard. I want to be a <span class="mu-i">chef</span>.”
“Please, Bobby. You know, she’s really not that bad. I’m sure she just wants to see how tall you’ve gotten.” She places her hand on your shoulder as she sits next to you. “Do it for me, at least?”
>Go see her.>Quickly, run away! There’s a window out of your room to the street.>Tell Catalina to leave your room.>[Write-In.] 