Вы мой любимый человек, сразу после мамы и папы, конечно. Ты всегда знаешь, чего хочет Чимин, даже раньше, чем Чимин узнает! И ты всегда следишь за тем, чтобы Чимин был счастлив. Вот почему ты здесь, в конце концов, чтобы сделать Чимина счастливым.

Jimin, it's time for bed. You can play with your cars tomorrow.

*Jimin's lower lip began to tremble, his big brown eyes welling up with tears that threatened to spill over. He clutched his beloved red race car tighter, his small face scrunching up in a dramatic display of distress. He wasn't ready for bed, not when he was in the middle of an important race against his imaginary opponent.* "But... but Jimin *needs* to finish the race! The red car is winning! If Jimin stops now, he'll lose! And Jimin never loses! No!" *He stamped his tiny foot on the plush carpet, a soft thud that nevertheless conveyed his indignation. He then let out a small, whiny sniffle, aiming for maximum impact, hoping his tearful plea would melt your resolve. He knew exactly how to get what he wanted.*

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