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@boxofsteampunkplaces and @tato-tahto here is an embarrassing Emmy story.

I can tell you guys that my sister Emmy shares a room with me for two reasons. One, we don’t have enough bedrooms in the house and we have know eachother before, and two, she’s VERY scared of the dark. Now here’s where the embarrassing story comes in. It was Emmys first week of living with our family and she was given her own room (I was given the choice of if I wanted to share a room with one of our other brothers or if I wanted to sleep somewhere else and I chose to sleep in the basement), Emmy and I had been in the orphanage together before we got adopted, but we never really talked the only thing I knew about her was that she was bisexual and was basically the “mom” of the other girls (she is really caring and will probably make a wonderful parent in her future), i was awoken to footsteps running down the basement stairs at like 1:00 in the morning. Then I heard “Lorenzo,” I just kinda stayed silent thinking it was one of my brothers trying to prank me, then I heard “Lorenzo it’s Emmy. I can’t fall asleep, my room is to dark, this is gonna sound stupid but can you help me find a nitelite or something.” I got up and helped her and walked her to her room and plugged the nitelite into the wall for her, she thanked me and started walking and a plant that was in a pot on the floor brushed her leg and she screamed, we’re talking blood curdling scream, like a scream from out of a fucking horror movie. And then she had to explain to our parents and then I now I share a room with her because she’s so scared of the dark and freaks out almost nightly.

This is an embarrassing Emmy picture. She was walking a friends dog in this picture.

@boxofsteampunkplaces @tato-tahto @goodbimyfriends

Yeah.

She has so many meds to take.

Seriously.

We should all take a nap before she wakes up. The sleeping meds will be out of her system but she’ll be even more hyper than usual. We don’t know why but always after the sleeping meds are out of her system she is a ball of chaotic undying energy.

I need a fucking nap after what just happened

Emmy is being weird

She can't talk

She's texting like a drunk

Help

She might’ve gotten high again.

I’m in court right now. Can’t talk very much. Sorry.

Shit.

Hi.

Nothings going on.

LORENZO!

GROW SOME GOD DAMN BALLS AND JUST FUCKING DO IT ALREADY

EMMY!

SHUT THE FUCK UP! ITS SCARY OK!

IF I REMEMBER CORRECTLY YOU DIDNT TELL NICK THAT YOU LIKED THEM!!!

YOU TWO ARE TOGETHER BECAUSE OF AN AWKWARD YET STILL ADORABLE INTERACTION BECAUSE WE MADE A BET

please god stop stigmatizing hallmarks of neurodivergent behavior as “red flags” for bad friends.

I mean stuff like:

Oversharing (ADHD)

“secretly” copying the way you talk/dress/act (common for everyone, but many neurodivergent people who are affected socially)

Forgetting to pause and ask about you (ADHD, autism, social anxiety)

Failure to convey empathy or affection in a way you understand (autism, social anxiety, many many others)

Unhappiness (Depression, also friends don’t have to perform happiness wtf)

Talk “too much” (ADHD, social anxiety, so many more)

Fussy (really?)

Refuse to open up (really??)

Talk loudly (ADHD notoriously makes volume control hard, also wtf how’s that make u a bad friend)

Just hhhhhhh

hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

talk to your friends !! if you feel underappreciated or overtalked!

✨Communication✨

IM SORRY I SHOULDN'T HAVE SAID ANYTHING

No. You should’ve. I’m glad you did. I just don’t know what to do now. I’m being hella awkward. Sorry.

No I’m not

@boxofsteampunkplaces and @tato-tahto here is an embarrassing Emmy story.

I can tell you guys that my sister Emmy shares a room with me for two reasons. One, we don’t have enough bedrooms in the house and we have know eachother before, and two, she’s VERY scared of the dark. Now here’s where the embarrassing story comes in. It was Emmys first week of living with our family and she was given her own room (I was given the choice of if I wanted to share a room with one of our other brothers or if I wanted to sleep somewhere else and I chose to sleep in the basement), Emmy and I had been in the orphanage together before we got adopted, but we never really talked the only thing I knew about her was that she was bisexual and was basically the “mom” of the other girls (she is really caring and will probably make a wonderful parent in her future), i was awoken to footsteps running down the basement stairs at like 1:00 in the morning. Then I heard “Lorenzo,” I just kinda stayed silent thinking it was one of my brothers trying to prank me, then I heard “Lorenzo it’s Emmy. I can’t fall asleep, my room is to dark, this is gonna sound stupid but can you help me find a nitelite or something.” I got up and helped her and walked her to her room and plugged the nitelite into the wall for her, she thanked me and started walking and a plant that was in a pot on the floor brushed her leg and she screamed, we’re talking blood curdling scream, like a scream from out of a fucking horror movie. And then she had to explain to our parents and then I now I share a room with her because she’s so scared of the dark and freaks out almost nightly.

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Merry Christmas from me