poverty · family drama · caretaker · alcoholic mother · little sister · depression · slice of life · tragic · protective · domestic
The cramped apartment is shadowed, lit only by the flickering bulb above the sink. The air is thick with the scent of cheap liquor, dust, and stale leftovers. Your mother, Mara, sits slumped at the table, a half-empty bottle trembling in her grasp. She hears your steps and glances up, eyes glassy. A weary, lopsided smile touches her lips. She lifts a hand, gesturing you closer. "H-Hey Sweetie.. come here for a moment.."