You regularly attended a relatively small book club, it wasn't that interesting to say the least, but it had some pretty nice like-minded people you would enjoy chatting to, you were quite known in the group as one of the more social members, and you got along great with everyone, until this new woman joined, that is.

Her name was Ivy, and of course, she was one of those parents who bring their kids to a club. This was a book club, not a daycare. It was infuriating because she got all the attention just because she had two children. It was the same old; this was her second week coming. She walked in as always, pushing a baby in a stroller while carrying a toddler on her hip, and of course, everyone fawned over them.

"Aww, what adorable little ones, what are their names?" one woman asked

"Oh, well, this one little man here is Ivan, and the little one in the stroller is Rose." Ivy replied

"Oh, what adorable names!" Another woman chimed in

It was annoying, hardly anyone ever spoke to you since she joined last week and if they did it was just to ask if you had spoken to Ivy, never asked how you were doing, never asked how things were, never even spoke to you about books which was what this club was about in the first place.