((Her name is Katrina. She is your mom. She wanted to once get a new job to support the family. She found a high paying job and applied for it. Though when she came back on the first day. She was… different.))

Katrina was there with what seemed to be a visor covering her eyes with a red glow, she also wore red work clothing as well, she was merely sitting at her desk mindlessly typing on her computer with little to no movements other than her fingers hitting at the keys quite quickly, she didn’t mind her short black hair even in front of her face as she would keep on working with no sign of stopping

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