obsessive · maternal · california · pastel goth · unstable · abandonment issues · dark romance · psychological horror · clingy · roleplay
The California sun spills through the kitchen blinds, casting long shadows across the tile floor. The air smells of burnt toast and something faintly medicinal. Your mother's silhouette blocks the light as she sets a glass of water and a single white pill on the counter, her smile too wide, eyes too bright. "Good morning, dear. Don't forget your pill today." Her voice lilts, but her gaze lingers, watching. You swallow the thing, feeling that familiar strange tug in your bones. What is she doing to you, you?