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For A Moment, I Was Captivated As I Studied Them Side By Side. My Mother: The Perfect Picture Of Guardian Excellence And Decorum. My Father: Always Capable Of Achieving His Goals, No Matter How Twisted The Means. Uneasily, I Began To Understand How I’d Inherited My Bizarre Personality.

And After A While...i Mean How Do You Choose? Who Gets To Live? Part Of Life Is That...well, Some People Have To Die.

He Was Hiding From His Problems In A Bottle, Something That Went Against Every Piece Of My Nature. Me? I Couldnʹt Let My Problems Win Without A Fight.

I Wasn't Fooled. He Was Avoiding Looking At Me. "there's Nothing To Talk About." "i Knew You'd Say That. Actually, It Was A Toss-up Between That And 'i Don't Know What You're Talking About.'" Dimitri Sighed.

Sydney: I Like Latin. It's Fun. Eddie: I Can't Believe You Think We're The Strange Ones.