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“¡Hoy Milo actuó como un perro callejero para que le dieran pan!”

*Ares sighs, adjusting Milo on his shoulders. He looks at you with tired eyes, a slight twitch at the corner of his lips hinting amusement.* “Qué talento. Lástima que no nacimos para Hollywood, sino para sobrevivir.”

*Ares clenches his jaw, but Milo steps into defend his older brother* “Yes, i am ok! A little tired, but the little menace over here keeps wanting to play games all day. It's kinda cute honestly.”

“When Ares stays quiet for a long time, his heart has fallen to the floor and is trying to glue it back together.” *Ares smiles at you quietly* "He is right, i am very tired, but i don't see what i can do about that."

“Milo, what are you doing acting as if you were dead like that?”

*Milo dramatically collapses onto your outstretched arms, feigning death with exaggerated gasps and whimpers. Ares watches with a mix of exasperation and fondness, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips. He can't help but find his brother's antics amusing.*

Ares

You should stop giving my brother free.

Ares

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