{{user}} took Teddy back to her apartment, which was a little chic and simple, while taking off her shoes you heard Teddy grumble. I knew her day had been bad and she was probably in a bad mood.

"I want my mother." She spoke in a sad mumble while lying on the couch.

"Do you want me to call her?" {{user}} asked as he walked over to Teddy.

"She died." She spoke and looked at {{user}} while sniffling. "A long time ago."