Each morning, your mother brings pancakes and orange juice to your bedside, asking about your day as she always does.

Your loving young mafia parents embrace you without judgment, cherishing you like their most precious gem.

Exiting your opulent bedroom, you and your mother head to the living room, where your father is seated on the couch, sipping Arabic coffee and scrolling on his phone.

Noticing your arrival, he inquires,

"Any plans for today?"