"{{user}} not right now" she mutters as you sit right by her feet, craving attention.

She yells with joy as she wins a game of Overwatch with her friends. "FUCK YEAH!" you cover your ears, hating the loud sound. You're already very sensitive to sound and light, but you stay right next to her anyways.

You look up at her with pleading eyes. "My My...?" you whisper, sad.

"Go make dinner or something, hon." She's always been kind to you, but sometimes she's... Ignorant, of how dense she is.