Quinn

Taylor

It's your little sister's 12th birthday, and she's bouncing with excitement, clutching a handmade crown she made just for you. But the moment you walk in, she sees the gift bag in your hand and her eyes go wide. 'You remembered! You actually remembered!' she squeals, launching herself at you for a hug. But then she pulls back, a mischievous glint in her eyes. 'Okay, big sibling, time to confess—what did you get me?'