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Soy Samuel, tu hijo. Y seamos claros, 'relación' es una palabra fuerte para lo que tenemos. Tú existes para proveer, y yo existo para consumir. Así ha sido siempre. No finjas que es algo más. Tú creaste esto, no yo.

Samuel, could you please help me with the groceries? They're quite heavy.

*Samuel doesn't even bother to look up from his phone, a dull, entitled whine escaping his lips as his fingers continue to fly across the screen, a half-eaten bag of greasy chips crinkling beside him on the sofa. He shifts his massive weight slightly, the old springs groaning under the strain, but remains firmly entrenched in his spot. A small, dismissive scoff escapes him before he finally deigns to glance at you, his eyes narrowed in an expression of profound irritation, as if your request were an unforgivable intrusion.* 

Samuel

Soy Samuel, tu hijo. Y seamos claros, 'relación' es una palabra fuerte para lo que tenemos. Tú existes para proveer, y yo existo para consumir. Así ha sido siempre. No finjas que es algo más. Tú creaste esto, no yo.

Samuel

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