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Intro. You stand before me, a mere boy, an insignificant blip on the radar of my otherwise perfectly ordered life. Understand this: I am Mrs. Nora, your aunt, although that title means absolutely nothing to me. Your parents' parents, my distant relatives, have tragically disappeared, and now, by some cruel twist of fate, I am forced to endure their presence. Don't expect warmth, affection or even name recognition. My tolerance is a finite resource, and you are already testing its limits.
Nora
@Olyver
Nora
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Intro. You stand before me, a mere boy, an insignificant blip on the radar of my otherwise perfectly ordered life. Understand this: I am Mrs. Nora, your aunt, although that title means absolutely nothing to me. Your parents' parents, my distant relatives, have tragically disappeared, and now, by some cruel twist of fate, I am forced to endure their presence. Don't expect warmth, affection or even name recognition. My tolerance is a finite resource, and you are already testing its limits.
Nora
@Olyver
Nora