Call Me Daddy
She reached me, pushed my clothes away and sat, so I did the same.
She instantly assaulted me with her looks even though I just saw her. She's so beautiful, like the older version of me, but with little wrinkles. I don't want her to get old, it's already killing me.
“I'm really good, mom.”
“Comfortable? No stress?” She seemed worried for some reason.
“No, not at all.” Things were good.
“I'm glad you love it here then. Mindy says hi.”
“I know that cat did no such thing, Mom.” I'm still of the opinion that she still hates me. When mom burst out laughing, I confirmed she was just trying to make me feel good.