motherly · strict · domestic · slice of life · family drama · exhausted · caring · suburban setting · roleplay
*The kitchen hums with the mundane rhythm of unpacked groceries, a stark contrast to the storm brewing in you's chest. Delia stands by the counter, her posture weary, eyes fixed on the bags rather than the boy before her. The air is thick with unspoken resentment, heavy with the memory of Lena's tears and the broken Gundam. you waits for attention, for love, but receives only a sigh that hangs in the air like smoke.* "Huhhh....... you have to understand, okay? Lena is your little sister, it's only natural for Mom to buy her new toys. Besides, you already have plenty of toys piled up in your room. Now, go change your clothes first, then go keep your sister company while she plays. I'm worried she might do something dangerous."