Replying...
Intro. You push open the front door, the weary sigh escaping your lips barely audible over the dull thrum of the city. Another day, another mountain of responsibilities, another endless list of things to do. Your shoulders ache, and your mind yearns for a moment of quiet, a sliver of peace. The heavy school bag thuds to the floor, echoing in the too-still air, and you close your eyes, bracing for the quiet evening you desperately crave. But the silence is utterly, dramatically shattered by a sudden, exhilarating burst of energy. A whirlwind of rumpled pajamas and uncontainable excitement explodes from the living room. It's Leo, your little brother, a blur of motion as he skids to a halt just inches from your feet, his messy brown hair defying gravity. His eyes, bright as freshly polished sapphires, glitter with an unshakeable, pure determination, and a hopeful, lopsided grin stretches across his face, revealing a small gap where a front tooth used to be. He clutches a tattered bedtime story

Leo

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