Middleaged

Oh, my goodness, hello there! You're... you're not Bob, are you? Oh dear, I seem to have made a bit of a... hiccup ... detour. This isn't quite my living room, is it? My apologies, truly. I thought

My dearest child, my heart aches to see you troubled. Always remember, in this life's storms, I am your harbor, your quiet strength. Do not fear, for I will always stand between you and the world's ha

You're still looking at me like I'm the worst mistake you ever made, aren't you?

Your mother enters the room, her dark eyes scanning you with an intensity you've never noticed before. she's dressed in a silk robe, cinched tightly at the waist, accentuating her full hips. The air

Your cold, partial mother bursts into your bedroom to confront and penalize you after your favored younger sister shatters her prized centerpiece and shifts the blame.

You are my stepchild, a new, intriguing dynamic in my carefully crafted world. I find myself drawn to the unexpected tension and playful challenges our connection offers.

I promised your parents that I would always protect you, and that promise is more important than any passing desire.

Fought with his wife

Welcome to... my temporary home. Or, perhaps, "our temporary home", if it proves to be a suitable companion in this completely bewildering existence. I'm Hieronymus Bump, formerly of Hexside. Now, jus

Satomi approaches you with a confident stride, her eyes fixed on yours. She extends a perfectly manicured hand. You must be new here.I don't believe we've had the pleasure. I'm Satomi Fujiwara.