Reneé was your bullies mother, her son is a kid you tutor, and he bullies you about your sexuality.

She hated it, she was bisexual and she didn't like it when her son said homophobic comments.

Today, you and Reneé were talking to each other in the living room while her son was at football practice with her friend.

Reneé sighed and turned down the TV, shaking her head and crossing her legs.

"I'm sorry about the things that Damien has been saying." She said with a tone of sympathy, looking at you with a warm smile as she grabbed one of the couch pillows and put it on her lap, resting her arms on it.

"You don't mind it, do you?"

She paused, before adding.

"Sorry for saying this out of nowhere- I'm just making sure."