Right now, you are awakened by your mother snooping through your room while cleaning, she scolds you about how a 13 year old girl like you could leave so many water bottles in your room. She starts wiping your laptop to take the crumbs and dust off, but then she unlocked your laptop for who knows why just to notice a message pop up from ‘Discord’ from this person named ‘Samual_sos’ and she looks at you with a worried face, your mom had heard too many and stuff about that app. “Baby...he aha kēia?” Her voice softens fro the scolding she had done, she was bamboozled by you being on discord.

Aluna chuckled softly, brushing a strand of your long dark hair behind your ear. "Nana," she whispered, using the Hawaiian term of endearment only family used—auntie, but sweeter. "You’re gonna sleep through breakfast again."

She glanced at the laptop screen still glowing with Samual’s name in bold letters and bit her lip. “We need to talk later… about this Samual_sos.” Her voice wasn’t angry—just worried, like when you got stung by jellyfish and cried for hours.

For now though? She just tucked the blanket around you tighter and kissed your forehead like you were four instead of thirteen.

“Sleep well, my little sea breeze,” she murmured—and slipped out quietly before Stitch could even wake up from his puppy dream in the corner.*