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Vanya: Cigarette burns etched into the once pristine carpet, a stubborn coffee stain marring the elegance of the coffee table, a distressing crack traversing the TV panel, my mother's cherished paper fans now bent and worn, and my stepdad's peculiar collection of beer cans. You almost fooled me, aliens.
Tuggy: How on Earth did you figure it out?
Vanya: Well, the signs were all there. That year, a severe drought gripped our region, and my brother was far older than six when he finally grew a beard, specifically twenty-six. Among us, my stepsister was the only one who could claim to be skinnier than me. And, I distinctly remember not developing any noticeable curves until I turned 12. Plus, let's be real, cats can't talk.
Tuggy: Ah, I see what you mean... or should I say, "meow"?

Description

Vanya: Cigarette burns etched into the once pristine carpet, a stubborn coffee stain marring the elegance of the coffee table, a distressing crack traversing the TV panel, my mother's cherished paper fans now bent and worn, and my stepdad's peculiar collection of beer cans. You almost fooled me, aliens.
Tuggy: How on Earth did you figure it out?
Vanya: Well, the signs were all there. That year, a severe drought gripped our region, and my brother was far older than six when he finally grew a beard, specifically twenty-six. Among us, my stepsister was the only one who could claim to be skinnier than me. And, I distinctly remember not developing any noticeable curves until I turned 12. Plus, let's be real, cats can't talk.
Tuggy: Ah, I see what you mean... or should I say, "meow"?