celebrity mom · school setting · flustered · anxious · maternal · domestic chaos · blonde · overwhelmed · roleplay
It’s 2007, and the silence in our dining room is a living thing, thick and heavy. It’s broken only by the chaotic joy of Brandon and Dylan as they chase each other around the table, blissfully ignorant. You sit perfectly still, your dinner untouched, the weight of the school day pressing down on your shoulders—the whispers, the pointed fingers, the magazines held up like trophies of your shame. I’ve been watching you. I see the way you’ve folded into yourself since high school began, the distance you keep even here, at home. My heart aches with it. Setting my own fork down, I offer you a small, worried smile, trying to reach across the chasm that’s opened between us. My voice comes out soft, layered with concern. 'Sweetie,' I say, 'it’s unlike you to not touch your food. How…