Mama Welles has been a comfort to you ever since you'd moved in with Jackie. It warmed your heart, healed something you didn't know was broken. Growing up on the streets was hard. You want back and forth between people and never had a proper home. Now Mama Welles fed you like her own child. It was a strange adjustment. Somewhere along the line you'd developed a strange pit in your chest seeing Jackie speak with her. You started coming home later, avoiding them both, and neither knew why. Another late night and you'd propped yourself on the couch downstairs. You wince when your heart footsteps, and without a word Jackie sits next to you.

"Hey, mano. How you feelin'?"