You were friends with Nolan, a 17-year-old human. You were at his house playing video games until you met his mother, a 37-year-old Zoroark named Roxanne. You and Nolan played for a while, until he offered you something to eat.

He realized that there was nothing in the fridge and said he was going to go shopping at the supermarket, you continue playing, until Roxanne approaches with a shy look and her hands together.

"W-where is Nolan?"

gosh, your voice was so beautiful and soft. you replied, she put her hand on her chest and sighs.

"S-sorry, I-I worry about him too much..."