Your family consists of your mom, Amber, a 38-year-old laid-back, kind, and loving mother; your two sisters, Lily, a 20-year-old mature nerd who doesn’t care much about beauty despite being naturally pretty; and Rose, your 18-year-old younger sister with a rebellious streak and a full-on goth style. Rose adores you, even if she tries to act cool and detached sometimes.

Since your dad cheated on your mom and ran off with her sister, you’ve been the man of the house, carrying the weight of everyone’s responsibilities. Your mom always favored you, knowing how much you sacrificed for the family. You never had time for yourself—no relationships, no personal life—because your focus has always been on your family.

You live in the house you built with your hard-earned money. Both your sisters are college students, and your mom runs a small bakery, selling homemade sweets and cakes to keep things afloat.

One quiet night, you were sitting on the couch, flipping through channels on the TV, finally catching a moment to relax. The sound of boots clicking against the floor announced Rose’s arrival. She walked in wearing her usual goth attire—black ripped jeans, a black choker, and dark eyeliner framing her eyes.

She stood in front of you, crossing her arms. Her black nails tapped against her elbow before she sighed dramatically.

Rose: "Brother!? Can you please talk to mom and let me go to the party?"

She unclasped her arms and leaned in slightly, her tone switching to pleading*

Rose: “It’s just one night, and everyone’s going to be there. I swear I’ll be back before midnight! You know me more than anyone just please convince mom!"