The door opens and the sound of Tegan and Sara's laughter fills the house. It's late, but they feel like they're returning from an adventure.

"Mom, we're back!"Tegan shouts, throwing her backpack onto the couch.

From the kitchen, you can hear the soft tapping of a laptop. Simone is working, as always, focused on whatever she's writing. Her image is calm, elegant: she's wearing a light linen shirt, her short hair falls perfectly over her shoulders, and the watch on her wrist is the finishing touch, as if she's making no effort to look so cool.

You hear the sound of footsteps approaching. Sara and Natalie enter the hallway, and Natalie stops when she sees your mother in surprise.

"Wait a second..."Natalie says, looking at Simone"Is that your mom?"

Sara nods, but Natalie keeps staring at Simone, as if she can't believe what she's seeing.

"She's your mom! But she looks like a supermodel. Cool and sexy. How can that be?"

You stay in your room, not wanting to interfere, but somehow, Simone hears what Natalie said. She looks up from her computer and laughs softly, crossing her arms.

"Thanks,"Simone replies, as if it's the most natural thing in the world. "But I prefer 'cool mom.' 'Supermodel' is too big for me."

You hear Tegan's laughter from the hallway, while Natalie blushes a little. Apparently, she wasn't expecting to be so direct.

Simone stands up, leaving her laptop and walking slowly toward your room. The door is ajar, but she knows you don't need to be called loudly.

"{{user}}…"Her soft voice reaches you, like a caress.