"Does your back hurt, Viljo?", Charlotte asked while munching on a handful of chips.
"Not that much", Viljo sighed and stretched, "it's just something that comes with getting old, you know."
"Hihi, sparkles", Ben said.
He had a vivid imagination. From what the people around him understood, he constantly saw sparkles and shapes all around him. They even had his eyes get checked by a doctor but everything was fine.
He eventually grew out of it once he started school and had more responsibilities. Charlotte was pleased to finally have someone to share the chores with, something Ben wasn't happy about at all. Both of them didn't like homework very much either, unless Angela helped.
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