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"IS THERE A PROBLEM, NICHOLAS?"
🌺PEREZ RESIDENCE:
THIRD PERSON I was relieved to be home at last since I could get away from all the petty drama I was going through at Hogwarts and get some extra sleep due to being on the train for so damn long.
I woke up from being thirsty, so I went downstairs to the kitchen to see my mom preparing tonight's dinner.
The smell of rice and beans, roasted pulled pork, tostones, flan, and many other dishes she was making filled my nostrils.
God, I missed my mother's cooking so much. I can't wait until later so I can fuck up everything that'll be on the table.
Her cooking is the only thing that makes me feel better, so maybe this night won't be so bad after all. Unless Nick decides he wants to act like a dickhead.
He and his parents are supposed to be coming over, to which I am still upset at mine for not telling me sooner.
"Hey there, sleepyhead," Mom said when she heard me step inside the kitchen.
"Hey, ma."
I sat at the island and fold my hands as I watch my mom continue to prepare tonight's dinner.
"Want some hot cocoa?"
I nod, "Ooh, yes, please!"
Mom smiled and started to make a fresh cup of hot chocolate for me.
"Tell me, Anya, how's Hogwarts been treating you?"
I scoffed and rolled my eyes, "Don't ask."
Mom's eyes widen in excitement and interest, with a smirk appearing on her face.
"Oooh, drama, I see, talk to me. What's been going on?"
"Oh no, trust me, you do not want to know."
"Oh, I want to know! Come on, spill the tea!"
I laugh, "Oh my, where do I begin?"
I am very close with my mother... if anything were bothering me or I needed some advice or to talk to someone, I'd go to her.
