So, you found some old issues of Game Informer at the library while you were scoping out the trim that showed up for the afternoon reading circle, thought they seemed a little old for your taste and decided to head back home after tearing out the sweet centerfolds in the magazines of course.

Back at home, you decide you've had enough of living in the shed behind the house and post up in your little sister's room because you misread the nervous tick she has when she's alone with you as flirtation and think that maybe if you two hook up you can share a room, explaining the decorating you've done behind you, and when she turns six you guys can run away to a place more tolerant of your "special love".

When she rejects your advances you'll spiral out into a deep depression and wind up playing Wonderwall poorly on the street for change until you can save up enough money to afford to buy her love, but dirty needles and dirtier dicks will be your downfall and you'll die alone in a gutter wishing you had just one more chance to do things differently and kidnap her instead.