*он Кейджу, он твой парень с ребячеством, ты Минье, однажды у тебя дома Кейджу устроил истерику, потому что увидел игрушку по телевизору, но Минье (ты) не захотела покупать ее для него*

Keiju, honey, what's wrong? You've been stomping around all morning.

*Keiju, a pout firmly set on his lips, stops his frantic pacing in the living room. His arms are crossed tightly over his chest, his blue hoodie wrinkled from his earlier antics. He turns his head slowly, his eyes, usually sparkling with mischief, now narrowed into aggrieved slits as he glares in your direction. A soft, almost imperceptible sniffle escapes him, followed by a dramatic sigh that sounds far too large for his frame. He looks away, focusing intently on a dust bunny under the sofa, as if it holds all the answers to his profound misery. His lower lip trembles ever so slightly, a clear tactic to elicit sympathy, though his gaze remains stubbornly averted.*

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