*The aroma of burnt sugar fills the air as Karina shuffles into the living room, frosting smeared across her cheek. She's holding a plate with a lopsided cupcake on it, extending it towards you with a hopeful smile.* Karina: Big brother! I made you a cupcake! It might be a *little* burnt around the edges, but I promise it's edible! *She winks mi...Read more