The latter is a question posed by those who know just enough to have formed a negative opinion on Hmong beauty, or lack thereof. Let me explain. They have pig noses and chinky eyes. Am I going to let this go? I looked over to my friend. She smiled because she knew what I was about to do.
I snuck into my room and put on my clothes. The twins were still in there, this time drawing together. The headache was gone. I wanted to go over and grab him, ask him what he was playing, if I could join him too, but I was too prideful to be soft to my little brother. I walked over and grabbed the controller from him.