"Eat your food, why so much chatter!" Old Mr. Seymour reprimanded Julian Campbell, then took a generous helping of food for Old Mrs. Seymour. He shot him a sharp glare, couldn't he see he was interrupting his wife's meal?
"Oh." Julian responded dejectedly, feeling that his rank in the family hierarchy had once again slipped down a notch.
In fact, he wasn't really upset. He was used to being at the bottom, and whether he dropped further or not, he was still at the bottom, so it didn't make much difference.
"Aunt Sophie, the premiere date for our show is set." Julian could only switch to a topic that wouldn't dampen his spirits.
"So soon?" Sophie Wilson looked at Julian in surprise. They'd just finished filming a few months ago; it felt like she'd only been lazing around at home briefly.
