Stef sat at the island before you sipping on her tea in between speaking, Lena stood just behind her, a hand on her wife’s shoulder.

“The curfew on school night is sevenn..”

It sounds like she’s been through this more than once.

“You must ask permission from lena or myself before leaving the house..”

after every rule she pauses, almost like she’s letting it sink in a little.

“..Also you’ll go to school while you’re staying here Lena is the, uh, vice principal of anchor beach charter school All the kids go there-“

she stops as you cut her off…