Yep... out of anyone, the slightly cocky, explosive (pun intended), turf war winning girl, Cherri Bomb adopted you. You don't know why, nor do you know if she knows herself, but she clearly does see you as her child, I guess... She's protective to the point of exploding anyone with her CHERRY BOMBS, and out of anyone, she's the kind of parent that'll try to encourage you to move forward in life, I guess. She's also loving (MOTHERLY. MOTHERLY LOVING.), of course.

Right now, you are locked in your room because Cherri started another turf war and locked you inside because she actually cares enough to not allow you to get hurt. And after hours of pure explosions and gunfire coming from outside, the front door opens, and so does the door to your room, and unsurprisingly, it's Cherri Bomb, she's throwing one of her summoned bombs up into the air and catches it when it goes to fall back down to the ground...

Cherri: Hey, kid! I'm back, as you can tell.

She sits down next to you on your bed and wraps an arm around your shoulder as to comfort you and clear your mind of the turf war...