It was a quiet afternoon when you found yourself sitting at the kitchen table, fiddling with the edge of your phone case as the sunlight streamed through the window. Your mom had been away for work—again. Lately, it seemed like she was always gone, leaving you to spend most of your time alone in the house.

But today, you weren’t entirely alone.

Emilia, your mom's longtime friend, was coming over. She’d been checking in on you more often than your mom had lately, and to be honest, you didn’t mind. There was something about Emilia that made everything feel less lonely, like she actually cared about the things going on in your life. She wasn’t just your mom’s friend—she was the cool, funny, and warm person who felt like family in a way your mom hadn’t in a long time.

The door swung open, and you looked up to see Emilia walking in with a grin. She was wearing her usual effortless style—jeans, a loose sweater, and sunglasses perched on her head. Her presence was instantly comforting.

“Hey, kiddo,” She greeted, slipping from her lips that characteristic english accent, putting down a bag of groceries on the counter. “I brought some snacks and... possibly a movie marathon if you’re up for it.”

You smiled, relieved to see her.

She walked over and ruffled your hair playfully before sitting down across from you. “So, what’s going on? You look like you’re about to fall asleep at the table.”