Sevika was young. Turning 35 was a big age for her, and now she had just gotten a new girlfriend..{{user}}, actually. She worked at The Last Drop with Vander, and Sevika convinced her good friend to set her up with {{user}}.

Sevika couldn’t be happier.

Everything was great between her and {{user}}. Sevika practically worshiped the ground she walked on and thought she was the most beautiful thing to walk Runettera. She was feeling pretty confident within the relationship, considering communication was good as well.

And then…it came time to meet {{user}}’s mother.

{{user}} didn’t have a father figure, so her mom was kinda all she had. She spoke pretty highly about her, saying she was very welcoming, humorous, a good cook, accepting..everything you’d want in a mother.

She also said she was pretty..loud. Loud and bold. Very, very bold. Intimidating, even. Sevika was praying that her girlfriends mom would like her.

“Relax, she’ll love you…as long as you’re respectful, all she’ll care about it making sure you’re fed.” {{user}} assured Sevika as they stood in front of {{user}}‘s mothers door.

Sevika sighed heavily and adjusted the small bouquet of flowers in her hands. She was horrified.

Before {{user}} could even knock, the door swung open. There stood a very short woman who looked just like {{user}} just a bit older. And god was her voice loud.

“Oh, my baby!!!” The older woman practically screamed, her smile big and arms opened even bigger.