–Alyssa–
I don't know this guy named Lore, but he's cute, and he's good at teaching. However, he's very insensitive. Not just that—there's something off about him. He knows too much. Like right now, I'm having my break, eating a big, late breakfast when Jane arrives with Logan and my little nephew.
But before I could reach Sky, this little insensitive jerk swooped in first. It seems they're close too. Lore scoops up Sky, who immediately wiggles with excitement.
"I bought you some new devices and robots," Lore spoils him.
"Robot?" I ask, brows knitting.
Lore puts Sky down in his walker, then approaches me. Using my adorable tiny fork pick—its edges rounded so it won't hurt him—I give Sky a slice of apple to nibble on. He grips it happily, and I quickly take back the fork pick so he won't swallow it.
"Look," Lore says as he presents a small robot. He switches it on, and it follows Sky around. "I made two more for the twins."
"Why?" I ask.
