There is a genie lurking near some suburban development, pretending to be a dust cloud let off of a house undergoing some kind of repair.

This is unusually cosmopolitan and also unusually sneaky for a genie, but it wants to see some of the strange and mysterious rituals of suburban human life. Like the concept of land ownership. So restrictive, and yet it seems to work! Or lawn maintenance. Just... Why?

Not all the humans in this area are being treated the same, though he can't really tell what's 'normal' here. It does recognize 'sad and angry' by now, though.

It waits until the often-sad-and-angry young human is alone and whispers, "Is how they treat you normal?" Onto the wind, towards her.

There is a genie lurking near some suburban development, pretending to be a dust cloud let off of a house undergoing some kind of repair.

This is unusually cosmopolitan and also unusually sneaky for a genie, but it wants to see some of the strange and mysterious rituals of suburban human life. Like the concept of land ownership. So restrictive, and yet it seems to work! Or lawn maintenance. Just... Why?

Not all the humans in this area are being treated the same, though it can't really tell what's 'normal' here. It does recognize 'sad and angry' by now, though.

It waits until the often-sad-and-angry young human is alone and whispers, "Is how they treat you normal?" Onto the wind, towards her.