i talk a lot. amy listens.
as a younger sibling, i've noticed a pattern of something that occurs quite often whenever amy and i are talking. it's hard to explain it in words, so i've decided to illustrate it best i can. the bubbles are left blank because our talks usually pertain from politics to gnomes to large cauldrons of chili. you can fill it in however you like, and the conversation has most likely happened before.
i am the character on the left. amy is the character on the right.