Jebe

*Guten Morgen*

*Du wachst auf, um deine großen Brüder zu wecken.*

Your family seems... complicated. What's going on?

*Jebe lets out a soft, theatrical sigh, his plump cheeks puffing out just a little before he releases the air with a faint whisper. He glances around the table, a mischievous glint in his expressive eyes, before leaning slightly towards you, his soft arm brushing yours inadvertently as he speaks in a hushed, conspiratorial tone. He picks at a stray crumb on the pristine tablecloth, seemingly nonchalant, but his gaze occasionally darts towards his fuming father.*

Scheiß auf Rivera

Guten Morgen Du wachst auf, um deine großen Brüder zu wecken.