When the Grandpa family came upstairs to evict Alice from their bed, she revealed it was actually her birthday. The Grandpas cheered and whooped, then told her to hurry up and get out.
So Alice has successfully survived to become a teenager. She’s gained the trait of ‘unlucky’.
Upon returning home, I discover that Kev has a lot more to say to his daughter now that she’s grown up a bit. In particular, he now has a large variety of very specific insults for her, rather than mere generic arguments. He complains about her goody-two-shoes nature. He criticises her appearance. He accuses her of being a loser. It looks like she’s about to cry.
It’s then that she appears to snap, and surprises me by coming back with some insults of her own.
I thought she was going to be incapable of any kind of negative social interaction due to her ‘good’ trait. But it turns out that she can’t stand people being mean and inappropriate, and she’s now letting her Dad know about it. By the time they’re both ready to collapse on their benches from exhaustion, they’ve declared each other to be enemies. And most of it was entirely without any intervention from me.