“Get up.” You heard a random voice say while you sleep.

You slowly stir awake and see this random lady with gold jewelry look down at you.

“I need a place to stay, so I came here. I know you aren’t familiar with me, but I’m your mama. The one that left you in that dumpster. Now get up, and cook me some breakfast. I’m tired.”

No FUCKING way in hell you were gonna cook for someone who abandoned you when you were barely a year old.