𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 ➣ [𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖎𝖋 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗]

. ˚◞♡ ⃗ 🕊*ೃ༄ 𝟸𝟷 : ‎ᗢ : 𝙲𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜

-ˋˏ ༻ 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟎𝐬 ༺ ˎˊ-

Y/N pushed her blanket off of her body as she slowly opened her eyes to stare at the ceiling, still fatigued from last night's events.

"Look, we've all been there, right?" Y/N chuckled, scratching the back of her neck, "Letting our fear and anger get the best of us, intentionally expanding the borders of the false world we created," she was seated on the chair as she spoke to the camera.

Y/N pulled the blankets over her head with a deep breath. Aaron and Mara rushed into the room, "Mom are you coming down any soon?"

"Our game is freaking out!" Mara added.

When they received no answer from their mother, Mara turned to her brother, "Is she asleep?"

"Mommy's not sleeping, honey. She's just resting her eyes," Y/N spoke, her voice muffled by the blanket.

"Mom, my head feels weird," Aaron grimaced, "It's, like, really noisy. I don't like it,"

"Resting—her—eyes—" she said, still not opening her eyes.

Exchanging a look, Mara and Aaron headed out of the room, giving their mother the space she wanted.

"As punishment for my reckless evening, I plan on taking a quarantine-style staycation," Y/N announced, crossing her legs, "A whole day— just to myself. That'll show me,"

Y/N pushed off the blankets from her body, sighing heavily. When she noticed that she was still wearing her clothes from the day before, she let out a frustrated groan, covering her eyes.

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"Have you seen your dad?" Y/N walked toward her children with a bowl of cereal and milk in her hand, wearing a cozy robe.

"No," Mara told curtly, focused on the game and determined in beating her brother.

"Do you wanna go look for him?" Aaron suggested.

"Well, if your stuck-up, short-fused cyborg of a father doesn't wanna be here, then there's nothing I can do about it," Y/N shrugged nonchalantly.

"Something's not right with Mom and Dad," Mara concluded, nodding at the camera.

"How do we know that?" Aaron asked rhetorically, seated on the couch when it was his turn, "It's simple. There are two things mom does when she's mad. 1) She calls dad by his first name, which is when she's like really, really, mad at him. And, 2)" he paused, "She comes up with nicknames of her own for him. This means she's confused as to who is to be blamed but stays mad anyway. Just to make herself feel better,"

"They're absolutely hilarious!" Mara stifled a laugh, "It just keeps getting better every time!"

"They're really concerning," Aaron stated with a wince.