Windex in Masitomia

Chapter 1⃣ About maria

Hello my name is Maria. I was shipped to my aunt with my brother Daniel when I was seven. I don't really understand it. I work in a windex factory. I work here. No one is nice. Except one person. Τυγεφ is his name. Nobody knows what it means. No one understands him either. He speaks little English but we made our own language. To communicate. It's sort of like sign language although our own version we call it MΤSL. Maria and Τυγεφ Sign Language. I don't understand Τυγεφ and I don't just mean his language. I mean him. He always is talking about his dog and
brother, but when I bring up his parents through MTSL he changes the subject. Take this conversation for example:
''My brother made popcorn last night. " Said Τυγεφ.
''Did he?" I asked. ''We had sushi from a store near our house." I continued.
''Cool. Hey, you live with your aunt and uncle right?" He asked.
''Yah," I said. ''Hey I've never met your parents you always walk home with your brother." I said.
''So, do you want to build a snowman?" Τυγεφ replied.
"Τυγεφ, it's the middle of July, and besides even of it were the middle of February, we still couldn't we HAVE to get back to work in the factory." I replied confused.
''Oh, yeah right that we'd better go." He said.
''Bye" I said.

I was confused more than ever about Τυγεφ that day. But I managed to continue to work without getting fired.
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