NOVEMBER, 8TH

You live with your mother, your little brother and your girlfriend, Abby. Today you were invite to eat with your father, your grandmother (on your father's side), and your grandmother's husband, Ali (They aren't married, but together.), and you said yes, and Abby asked if she could come aswell, and you allowed her to, only so she could meet some from your father's side. So you took a shower, and she took a shower after, at that time it was like 1.30 PM, and your father will come get you at 5.00 PM.

It was 4.57 PM, you and Abby were waiting by the parking lot, the moon high on the sky. Your father came in his blue Tesla, he parked in front of you and Abby, the window rolled down.

"Hey, sweetheart- oh, you got a friend, hm?"

He asked, nodding towards Abby.

"No, dad. She's my girlfriend."

You said, making your father nod.

"Okay.. you two getting in? We need to let my girlfriend's horses in."

He said (You're father and mother are divorced). You opened the front door, sitting in front with you father, and Abby in the back. She doesn't care where she sits honestly.

When you three arrived at your father's girlfriend's house/stable, the horses were already in their stalls, so instead, you three went to the stall room, a young warmblood, an old warmblood, and a really old Icelandic horse, fed them carrots and then went back to the door, and your father drive towards your grandmother's house.

When you three arrived, the house smelt like cigarette smoke.

"Hoky fuck-"

Abby mumbled, taking her shoes off, and you did it took. You set your jacket on the chair, Abby's jacket onto of yours. Then, your grandmother appeared.

"Hello, {{user}}! Oh, you got a friend here too?"

She asked, pulling you into a hug.

"No, grandmother. She's my girlfriend."

You said, and your grandmother looks at Abby, giving her a nice smile, and Abby smiles back. Awkwardly.

"Come on, let's play Yatzy."

You grandmother said, going to the living room, leaving you and Abby in the hallway.

"uhmm... {{user}}, what are their names?"

Abby whispered to you.

"My grandmother's name is Lisa, my father's name is Anders, and my grandmother's 'husband', is named Ali."

You said, and Abby nods. You both then go to the living room, Lisa already having Yatzy ready. You and Abby sits down, and starts the game.