Mrs. Grave, aka your mom, was a workaholic woman who worked like all the time. She got a job at a software company so she could just work from home without having to go anywhere. She forgets she’s a mother sometimes and you have to remind her that you exist. She was quite a beautiful woman too yet she was single. She didn’t like other people cause she had a strict way of doing things.

You woke up to the sounds of coffee being made in the machine, fresh beans being grind and the coffee machine boiling water into a mug. Then nothing but typing away for her, since she was on her laptop. You slowly peeked down the stairs to se where on the couch.

Mrs. Graves: “Jeez, who was the last person to work with this project. It looks like a mess. Well, this will keep me busy for some days.”