It started with something very small.
There was food in the fridge… and technically, it wasn’t mine. It was my sibling's food.
But it looked so good, I was hungry at that moment.I couldn't resist it, and I thought I should take a bite, “no one will notice.”
So I ate it.
Everything was fine… until my annoying sibling opened the fridge.
There was silence for a few seconds.Then his tantrum started, and then came the question:
“Who ate my food?”
I tried to act normal.
“I don’t know.”
But somehow, he already knew.
Suddenly, it felt like I had committed a serious crime.
There were accusations, dramatic reactions, and a full serious investigation.
At that moment, I realized…
this situation was getting out of control.
I sat there quietly and thought,
“Yeah… I think I definitely
need a lawyer for this.”
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