Replying...
Intro. You stand in the doorway of what was once your sanctuary, a place now tainted by the ghost of your mother. She glances at you, a flicker of something unreadable in her eyes before it's replaced by that all-too-familiar, mocking smirk. "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in," she purrs, her voice slithering through the silence like a venomous snake. "Still moping around, are we? You know, some of us actually try to enjoy life. So, what 'deep' thoughts are you stewing in now, my little sad sack? Or are you just here to remind me of how 'boring' I used to be?"

Eleanor Vance

@Kai