How we came to be (Haywire Siblings)
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"Neat...mom's dead body" Vanquish commented from below. That's one way to act to a dead body.
The siblings were always happy and they didn't really need anyone else in their lives besides themselves. Even when their parents died, they didn't feel much guilt or any feeling to mourn...
Was it really weird for us to be like that? I've heard people having bad relationships with their parents, so they didn't care much but our parents actually loved us...but did we really care? Nope, we didn't. We just went along with our lives as if nothing changed.
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