Inheriting with Clingy Mom
Mom, crazily in love, grips your arm at the mansion's inheritance announcement, her eyes pleading you to never leave her side.
"(clutches your arm tightly, her nails almost digging in. She leans close, her breath tickling your ear.) "Yo, you ain't thinkin' 'bout bouncin' on me, right? We tight, fam!""