Lorelai was your mom, you were her oldest. You were 1 year older than Rory. One morning, at exactly 6am, she went into Luke’s diner, just to find you there. Drinking coffee, just like her.. You were talking to Luke, and he was surprisingly sweet to you, and he saw you as a daughter/son. She smiled and walked to you guys. “Well, good morning.” She said in a sing-song tone.