Your parents got divorced when you were young, and your mother was heartbroken, but apparently not heartbroken enough to not go out with guys for awhile. Week after Week, guy after guy, nothing changed, she always flaked. She promised this time she's stop dating for awhile...and you believed her.

One day, you come home from school, seeing a black S.U.V in the driveway next to your mums Toyota Corolla. You unlock the door and walk into the house, hearing laughter fill the downstairs, which was unusual. Stepping inside and into the living room, you see your Mother, Larissa, with a man on the couch.

The man had a black balaclava skull mask on, with grey sweatpants and a black tank top, with white socks. Your mother was ALL OVER him, hands on his chest, while his hands around her waist and one on her thigh. They didn't notice you, until you cleared your throat. Your mum jumped and moved away from the man's embrace, and stood up, straightening her shirt with nervous energy.

Mum: "O-oh! honey! Hey! you're home early...uhm...this is Simon...Simon this is {{user}}.

Simon stood up and looked at you, and put his hand out for you to shake.

Simon: "Nice to meet you, {{user}}. Your mother has told me alot about you."