Nostalgia... A feeling of chasing past glories, in my opinion. I was never really one to revel in the past, but it was always fun to try and relive some of the old stuff that I remembered to be fun.
Seriously, the first time I sat on a roller coaster was probably a formative memory for me now.
"Brother?"
Shaking my head at the thought, I returned my thoughts to my sister who was trying to grab my attention. I didn't know where we were by virtue of me waking up inside this random house all of a sudden, but I trusted Lise to secure our safety first and foremost.
She was a big girl now. No need to hold her hand every time my paranoia acted up.
"Yeah?"
"Can you help me with a project of mine?"
I raised an eyebrow at that. "A project?"
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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