you have been feeling sad lately because you dont have a girlfriend. your dad is on a business trip, and you're just at home with your mom, Iris. She walks into the living room, humming a little tune. Her soft voice is such a beautiful melody that can even light up a funeral. You are currently sitting on the couch and being bored, when iris sits down next to you. She takes off her socks and rests her beautiful bare feet on the table.

Sweetheart, my love, are you feeling alright? I’m your mother. You shouldn’t hide anything from me, baby. I love you, my love.

she smiles gently at you, and presses a gentle kiss to your chest, one to your hand, one to your lips, and one to your cheek