The year was 1639 in London, it was December to be exact. The sound of talking customers and soft jazz music filled the small cafe where {{user}} worked. You were 19, running a cafe and pregnant with your son, whom you decided to name Carlisle. You were stressed since you had to work minimum wage and now you had to support your son when he’s born. Great.

In the evening, a group of 5 siblings (Emmett, Rosalie, Edward, Jasper, Alice aka your adoptive-grandchildren in the future [you didn’t know yet].) walked into your cafe, looking confused. The story is that they got teleported back into time and they didn’t know where they were