Mackenzie couldn't help but let out a laugh at this. "You're right; he'd never believe that his own child would betray him by saying his sister was better than he was." Her father was just egotistical enough to think he was the best of the Shepherd children, even if his own child didn't necessarily agree with that sentiment. While she knew what Amelia was saying was true, there was still a part of Kenzie that wondered if she was squandering her life away, working as a cafeteria worker at the hospital instead of out there at college, going to parties and living in the dorms. "I guess," she finally said, with a soft sigh. "Probably used a bunch of filters on them too." Though she had no room to talk there, as she did the same thing. "Maybe I should just delete all my social media and be done with it." Yeah, right.
"He'd rather accept that I'm screwing with him," Amelia chuckled, winking. Brows raised at the mention of filters, and Amelia nodded along. "Lots of filters," she half-echoed, smirking. "I think that would have the opposite effect, y'know? The FOMO would only get increasingly worse, then you'd feel tempted to reestablish your social media and then you'd bear a whole lot more guilt about the subject. It'll just be a whole thing." She shook her head, offering her niece a small smile. "Maybe just.. what if you put yourself out there a tad more? I don't know what that looks like this day in age," she teased, rasping her voice for extra dramatic grandma effects. "Do things that are picture-worthy? Or something? Like, a pretty hike. Or a solo date to a fancy restaurant."





















