"It's not much, really," Stefan shook his head. "Just... animals. And parties. And Halloween. But that's okay, you know? I never really wanted for anything else in my life. I never had to dream about living like a celebrity, or wonder what people in Hollywood are like. I never had to beg to get my own TV, or fight about what kind of clothes I wanted. I never had to plead my case for a higher allowance, or eat food I don't like. I never had to worry about my parents getting hurt, or me getting hurt, or anyone in my family dying or getting sick. I think it's a fair balance. I'm spoiled in some areas, and naive in others."
His smile faded and he sighed, "Sorry. I just... sometimes I talk a lot."
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