Arianne looked at Smore and pursed her lips. “He’s just avoiding me since he can’t stand the sight of me. He wouldn’t ignore his own son.” As she said this, she carried Smore upstairs and said, “Do you see the door to the study? Go and knock on it until you dad opens it up. Go pester him and make him give you a shower. Get him to give you a shower in the future as well, understand?”
Smore stared at her for a moment. He seemed to understand what his mom was saying, as he held onto his favourite Rubik’s cube and walked to the study. He looked at his little cube and could not bear banging the door with it, hence, he used his little hands and slammed the door.
Soon after, Mark opened the door. Arianne immediately hid herself when the door was opened.
Mark knelt down and looked at Smore. He asked, “Did you come up alone?”
Smore held up his Rubik’s cube for him to see as if he was showing off his favourite toy. Smore had a lot of toys, but this was the only one he wanted to play with everyday. He would grow bored of every other toy and would no longer play with it once he did.
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