You pull up to Auntie Renee’s house, and off rip it’s modern, spotless, real nice, type of place with soft lights and quiet music playing low. But soon as you step in… something feel weird. Too quiet. Like the house breathing. Floors creak even when you ain’t moving, air feel heavy, and you don’t know why—but you never really like coming over. It give lowkey haunted vibes 😭

Auntie Renee though? Whole opposite. She sweet as hell. Soft voice, gentle touch, pulls you into a long hug like she been missing you all week. She clingy in that loving way—always got a hand on your arm, rubbing your back, sitting way too close like, “You straight, baby? You know you good with me.”