I feel like the maknae at home. “_____-ah! Help me with this!” … “____-ah, clean up!” … “____-ah, you call this clean?” ….“____-ah, why are you running away again?! Leave your laptop and come help me!”
Meanwhile, the actual maknae of the house, my dongsaeng by 5 years, has been chatting on the phone for the past hour. Oh, and he’s my brother. My BROTHER.
Why he’s chatting on the phone while I’m running around is beyond me. OTL
…Why can’t we be more like Koreans ; A;