Meeting her Mom

Stepping inside, Annita found herself reminded of a mosque. From the tan walls on both sides to the various imagery related to the Islamic faith, something about this felt comforting to her.

"Welcome home." a voice called out and a woman dressed in a niqab approached the pair. Dressed in a black niqab and long dress, Annita found her gaze focusing in on a narrow strip where the woman's eyes stared through. Pushing away the strange and confused thoughts within, Annita waved.

"It's uh... nice to meet you." Annita greeted and gave a wave, only for the woman to grab hold of her hand. A spring in her step, had she set something off? Entirely possible.

"Is this your girlfriend, Dana?" the woman announced and Annita froze. She had never thought it was like that. While she wouldn't mind having it be true, that was absolutely far from the case. Looking over to Dana, her expression was indifferent.