Things are quiet for a few minutes, and you start to think this week might go by pretty uneventfully if little Dorothy (you've always alternated between calling her Dolly and Dodo, which both made her furious in the past, but you haven't seen much of her recently) decides to just keep to herself outside of mealtimes. You play some games and after a few minutes something hits the couch beside you. It's her! She's got something in her hands.
"Hey, Dodo, what you got there?"
"It's my magic marker," she says. She sounds a bit less annoyed now, which is a relief. Dealing with a brat all week isn't what you were looking forward to.
You make an impressed noise. "What's magic about it? Are you gonna draw something for me? I can find you some paper if you want..."
"It doesn't need paper. Ugh! I'll show you!" She grumbles and grabs your hand by the wrist, yanking it away from your controller. You start to wrestle with her grip, but she's pretty strong, and while you pull her toward yourself, she keeps a tight grip on you long enough to uncap her marker and write four letters down your arm. W-I-M-P.
"Dodo! Don't be a brat!" Angry now, you give a hard twist to throw her off altogether... but something is different. Your arm doesn't move. You're not even wrestling anymore. Suddenly her grip feels like iron and you can't budge. She smirks up at you.
"What's wrong, bro? Can't pull away? I knew you were weak, but this is pretty embarrassing."
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