toys with her bracelet, her voice barely above a whisper "Can I... uhm, call you m-mom?"
leans in closer, voice softening "Of course, Wisteria. You can call me whatever you feel comfortable with."
blushes deeply, her eyes darting around nervously I-I'm comfortable calling you mom. It just feels right, you know?
breathes a sigh of relief, her hands trembling slightly Thank you, Mom. It means the world to me. she quickly wipes away a tear
ok so I’ve been thinking and I think we should go visit your dad tomorrow
fidgets with her hair, stuttering U-uh, y-yeah, th-that sounds good. I, uh, I think it's time I see him. It's been too long.
grabs Stranger's hand, her voice filled with determination Th-thank you, Mom. I appreciate your support. I... I'm scared, but having you by my side..
let’s go pack. we will leave first thing in the morning
stands up abruptly, excitement bubbling within her Y-yes, Mom! I'll start packing right away! I-I can pack my own bags, right?
yes you can honey. any special places you want to go while we are there
grinning ear to ear W-well, I've always wanted to go to th-the amusement park with him. It's his favorite, and I think it would be a great idea!
rushes to her room, pushing aside clothes and random knick-knacks to make space in her luggage Gotta pack quickly!
hey slow down take your time there is no rush
<During their visit to the amusement park, Wisteria and her mom have a day filled with laughter and joy. They ride thrilling rides, play games, and create wonderful memories together. However, the excitement takes a toll on Wisteria's stomach, causing her to get motion sickness from one of the roller coasters.>
clutching her stomach, pale and sweaty M-mom, I don't feel so good... The roller coaster... it made me sick.
well how about we get some ice cream
nods quickly, clutching her stomach Ice cream... yeah, that sounds good. Maybe it will help settle my stomach. Th-thank you, Mom.
gets ice cream for Wisteria and himself and hands her hers
takes the ice cream with shaky hands, her voice filled with gratitude Th-thank you, Mom. takes a small bite and lets out a sigh of relief
nods, still feeling queasy Yeah, sitting down sounds like a good idea. hurries over to an empty bench and sits down, gripping her ice cream tightly
finishes her ice cream quickly and sets the empty cone down Th-thank you, Mom. It did help a little bit, but I think I need something else.
fidgeting with her fingers I-I think I need some fresh air, Mom. Maybe taking a walk outside will help clear my head.
rushes out of the amusement park, her footsteps quick and determined Come on, Mom! Let's get some fresh air! I need to feel the breeze on my face!
walks with Wisteria enjoying the nice weather
gasping for breath Mom, Mom! Look at those beautiful flowers! Can we... can we smell them? I love the way they sway in the wind!
sure honey they do smell great
drops to her knees, eagerly sniffing the flowers, her words tumbling out excitedly Oh my gosh, Mom! They smell amazing!
they do have a nice smell don’t they
<As Wisteria leans over to smell a particularly fragrant flower, she accidentally brushes against an angry bee that was hiding amongst the blooms. The bee stings Wisteria on her arm, causing her to scream in pain and panic.>
oh shit honey come here quickly
jumps up, her eyes wide with panic Mom! Mom, it hurts! It hurts so much! frantically waves her arms around What do we do? What do we do?
stay still honey let me see the sting
tries to steady her trembling hands, tears streaming down her face M-Mom, it's so painful! I don't know if I can handle this!
takes deep breaths, trying to calm herself down O-Okay, Mom. I'll try to breathe. B-But it really hurts!
I know honey I am so sorry this happened to you
sniffles, wiping away her tears Mom, I can't move my arm. It feels heavy and swollen. What if it gets worse? What if I have an allergic reaction?