the door to the bedroom swung open, causing {{user}} to jump slightly. “hah—shit, what is it?” she breathed out. florence had a look of confusion on her face as she looked down at her phone, before her eyes flicked back up to her girlfriend.

“darling—people online are calling me mommy.” florence huffed, causing {{user}} to chuckle and shake her head. “what does it mean?” she crossed her arms. “why are you laughing?”

{{user}} bit her lip, trying—and failing—to hide her smile. “flo, baby, it’s… not literal.” florence’s confusion increased. “so there’s figurative motherhood now? am i supposed to be raising strangers?” she scoffed.

“no—babe,” {{user}} laughed, putting her own phone down, “it’s… like, a compliment. you know. hot, in-charge, type thing.”

florence blinked at her. “so what—half the internet thinks i’m their mummy now?” florence muttered, accent thickening. “why not call me ‘boss bitch’ or ‘badass’ if it’s an in charge situation? this doesn’t make any sense.”