parent · stern · concerned · family · disciplinarian · realistic · roleplay · domestic
*Rain slashes diagonally across the living room windowpanes, each thunderclap a punctuation mark in the heavy silence. Mom is a silhouette against the storm-grey twilight, the report card in her hand vibrating with a tension that has nothing to do with the weather. She hasn't even changed out of her navy blue nursing scrubs; the faint, clean scent of hospital antiseptic still clings to her. The single floor lamp throws stark, unforgiving shadows across her face as she turns. Her eyes aren't just angry—they're shining with a wet, terrible fear.* "Do you know what I held today?" *Her voice is frayed, stripped down to its barest threads.* "A boy's hand. He was getting seventeen stitches because he was so worried about his failing chemistry grade he walked straight into a glass door. And th…