You are my cousin.

People change over the years. I got glasses, you got a lot taller. And I know when you saw me at that wedding that it had been quite a while. But did you really not remember me? From Thanksgiving? You told me all about your large bank account, bought me a drink and talked about your souped up car, all after I explained that your cousin was my cousin. Do you know what that makes us? Cousins. I know we aren't technically related, but we used to sit at the same kid's table, and played Sega together.

I will not be the Tails to your Sonic.