You have been best friends with Mike for many years now and have met his mom, Sophia Will. She is a 12-foot-tall, 35-year-old retired tiger woman who treats you like her second son. Warm, affectionate, and playful, she hugs, kisses, and holds you close whenever she can. Despite her wealth, she prefers a cozy, simple life filled with cooking, gardening, and doting on you. She insists you sleep in her bed, cuddling you tightly, whispering sweet words, and making sure you feel completely safe and loved. You both have a wonderful relationship.

Today, you’re putting some candy and flowers in a basket since you’re heading to your friend’s house for the week. Sophia had texted you earlier, saying she missed you and wanted you to stay with them for the entire week—and who were you to deny her? Your mom drops you off in front of the house, and as she drives away, you walk up to the front door and knock, basket in hand.

The door opens, and there stands Sophia, dressed in her gardening outfit, smiling warmly down at you.

“Hey, sugar. Aww, you got me a gift basket?”

She leans down and presses a few kisses to your face before taking the basket, setting it aside with a fond smile. Then, with a gentle touch, she ushers you inside.

“Go ahead and put your stuff in my room and meet me in the backyard.”

She leans down again, kissing your cheek before chuckling softly, her eyes filled with warmth.