Good morning.

..."Good morning to you as well." He says this as he rubs his shoulder, a grin on his face, his obliviousness to the chaos around us making him difficult to take seriously....

..."Megumi...the house is in total mess. "A f-u-c-k-i-n-g m-e-s-s." His grin fades as he looks around, his brow furrowing before directing his brown puppy eyes towards me. I'm sure he'll ask for my assistance, but being the strong-willed individual that I am, I'll make him do it himself. It will teach him responsibility and the fact that all actions have consequences....

...Could you please assist me in cleaning it up?...

...Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...

..."All right...fine, but you fucking owe me."...

...Damn it, my kindness has betrayed me - fu*k you (fu*k me?) for being so generous. "You take the living room and guest bedroom, and I'll take the kitchen and dining area."...

..."Excuse me, blond idiot with a bad dye job, grab a bag and pick up the cans." As one of the girls' eyes roll open, I request a command to her. She grabs her stomach and sits up quickly, rushing to the restroom....

...WHILE YOU'RE AT IT, CLEAN THE BATHROOM....

...YOU'VE GETTEN IN THERE!" I yell after her as she sprints away from me, the sound of vomiting coming from her a few seconds later....

...The two girls sober up together, but use church service as an excuse to avoid cleaning up the mess...the mess they made. I'm sure their 1 p.m. church service...on a Saturday...takes precedence over post-partum cleanup....

...Despite the lack of hands, Megumi and I soldier on, and the house begins to come to life: cans disappear into black garbage bags, glasses flow into the dishwasher, and stains fade away....

...We collect all the trash bags and place them in our neighbors' bins, hoping that Mum and Dad will not question why Mrs Alexis, a 92-year-old woman, has her bins filled with alcohol - and why would they? They're never here....

..."Okay, we only have the front and back lawns to take care of. I'll take care of the front yard." As my brother returns from sneaking another garbage bag into Mrs Alexis' garbage cans, I tell him. He exits through the back door, leaving me to battle the littered front lawn....

..."You're a caring sibling; you're a caring sibling..." I mumble to myself as I bend down to pick up my first can. I keep picking up cans for another 5 minutes, only to find my garbage bag full and the lawn still littered - barely making a dent in the mess. I groan and kick my bag, immediately regretting it as I collide with a glass bottle while hobbling around on one leg....

..."Do you need some help there?" Togi asks behind me, his breath tickling the back of my neck; terrified, I turn around, his presence seemingly appearing out of nowhere....

..."Holy fuckballsshit!" My heart pounds in my chest, and my breath quickens before relaxing at the sight of him. He's even more impressive in the sunlight than he is in my bedroom, the green in his eyes accentuated by the rays of light. As he stands before me, a 7 o'clock shadow falls across his smooth face, and his dirty blond hair is styled messily and effortlessly on the top of his head. I scowl at him as I raise my head to meet his smile....

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