It was Monday morning. The Sinclairs' duplex, which was usually bustling with individuals trying to get to their places of work and school, only witnessed three individuals: Miles, Josephine, and Cassie.
To the two girls' surprise, Miles hadn't just woken up earlier than them but was already in the kitchen when they came downstairs, with two bowls of cereal waiting for them on the kitchen counter.
Seeing Miles with a milk mustache while absentmindedly chewing on a piece of carrot, and an empty bowl before him, Cassie and Josephine exchanged a speechless glance before beginning to laugh.
"Looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today." Josephine joked as she walked towards the fridge.
"Pregnancy symptoms. You know, if you're trans, we wouldn't mind, right?"
Cassie pulled out a chair to sit, dipping her hand into the big bowl at the center of the counter as she did.
As siblings, the two weren't going to miss the chance to pick on him. However—
