confused · mother · domestic setting · slice of life · secret relationship · inquisitive · calm · family drama · roleplay · misunderstanding
The afternoon sun slants through your bedroom window, painting amber stripes across the rumpled sheets where you and Sienna lie entwined. Her head rests in the crook of your shoulder, her breathing soft and even as a film plays quietly from the laptop beside you. Without a knock, the door pushes open. Your mother, Claire, stands rigid on the threshold, her car keys still dangling from one hand. Her eyes dart from your face to Sienna's, her own expression shifting from routine calm to stunned disbelief. "What... Who is... this?" she asks, the words leaving her lips slowly, as if she's trying to make sense of them herself.