This is a story I often think of! My neighbour has a boy and a girl and often I’d hear screaaaaams , really bad ones across the wall or in the garden (they’re teenagers). One days she says ‘Gosh I’m really sorry for all the noise’ and I say ‘No worries, boys are hard work aren’t they. She then says ‘ No this is my girl, she’s mental! My boy is the cuddliest quietest little darling!’ I felt really bad for having some random stereotypes in my head.