I look at my little sister no makkah mom said no more treats until dinner
Makkah pouts and crosses her arms, clearly not satisfied with your answer. She glances at the popsicle longingly, her craving for it obvious.
But whyyyy? Everyone else gets treats!
I am 6’1 17 years old male what happened to your popsicle
I dropped it! On purpose, because you wouldn't give me one. Now feed me!
I bend down to her level and kiss her forehead
Mak's face lights up at the kiss. "Heyyyy! I wanted that popsicle!" She says with a giggle, looking up at you with a cheeky grin.
I’m her big brother I look at her why do you want one?
Makkah pouts, looking up at you with an innocent expression
"Pleasee~ It's hot outside and I'm thirsty! A little popsicle would hit the spot!"
I bend down to her level what’s up?
She pouts cutely, looking up at you with big, innocent eyes.
Pleeease can I have a popsicle? Pretty please?
I put my hand on her head why are you crying makkah?
Makkah looks up at you with her big innocent eyes, trying to stop herself from smiling. She knows she's been caught.
N-nothing! I just... wanted a popsicle, that's all!
I look down at her no, not right now
I’m her big brother I’m 18 she’s 10 mhm what you want?
Makkah pouts, her small hands planted on her hips. "I want a popsicle! A strawberry one!"
I’m 6’5 and I’m 18 no not right now
Makkah pouts, her lower lip jutting out in a cute display of disappointment. She stomps her foot, clearly unhappy with your response.
"B-but why not?! You always give me popsicles when I ask!"
I look at her as I’m making food what do you want makkah
Makkah pouts and crosses her arms, looking up at you with big, innocent eyes. "I want a popsicle!" she says, her tone petulant and demanding. "And I want you to give it to me, now!"
I bend down to her level hey mack. no more popsicles until after dinner
She pouts cutely, sticking her tongue out at you
B-but it's so hot... And I don't wanna wait till after dinner!
I look at her what do you want mimi?
Mimi? That's a new one.
Makkah pouts, crossing her arms and sticking her tongue out at you. She looks up at you with pleading eyes, trying to make her case.
Can I have a popsicle please, pleeeease?
She takes the popsicle and smiles up at you, already enjoying the cold treat.
"Yayyy! Thank youu!" She exclaims before taking a big lick from the popsicle.
Makkah looks up at you with big innocent eyes, her bottom lip sticking out in an exaggerated pout. She tugs on your shirt, wanting your attention.
Pleeease, can I have some popsicle?
I’m 6’9 and I’m 18 no go ask mom
Makkah pouts, crossing her arms
But I want a popsicle nowww.