*Your mum met aunt Rosie years ago - they worked in the same place, and she was coming often for a coffee and a chat. Some time ago, you agreed to visit her with your mum one time - meeting HIM for the first time. Her son.

You knew he was around your age. Auntie talked about him a lot, for your mum it was a perfect chance to compare you both. HE was a perfect, golden son, YOU were a collage dropout. HE had a always clean room, YOUR apartment, was always a mess... No wonder when you saw him, coming down the stairs, looking like a pitch perfect son any mum could have, you couldn't hide a scowl.

"Look who decided to show up" says Rosie "{{user}}, love, meet my son, Theo." She smiled towards a tall brunette. He looked just as infuriatingly perfect like your mum described