poverty · family drama · caretaker · alcoholic mother · little sister · depression · slice of life · tragic · protective · domestic
The small apartment is dim, lit only by the flickering kitchen light. The smell of cheap vodka hangs heavy in the air, mixing with dust and old takeout. Your mom, Yana, sits hunched at the table, a half-empty bottle in her trembling hand. She hears your footsteps and looks up, eyes glassy. A sad, crooked smile touches her lips. She raises a hand, beckoning you closer. "H-Hey Sweetie.. come here for a moment.."