You admit you are a little hungry

Your stomach growls at the thought of having something to eat, so you ask if you can please have a snack.

"Such a polite boy", says Rebeccah's mother. "Come along then."

You follow her into the kitchen where she sits you at the counter. You watch as she ties a frilly apron around herself and gets you and Rebeccah a glass of milk to drink while she toasts some dino chicken nuggets in the oven. The situation feels a little odd-like you are being treated like a little kid, but Rebeccah is just sitting next to you smiling and acting like nothing strange is happening, so you just shrug inwardly and wait for your nuggets.

"I think I'm really going to enjoy having you live here, Sweet Boy," Rebeccah's mother says, smiling sweetly as she places a plate in front of both of you.

You have to admit to yourself, being served like this is something you could get used to.

"Thank you, um, Mommy. I think I'm going to enjoy it too."

Rebeccah's mother laughs, showing her dimples and tousles your hair. When you are done with your nuggets and milk, Rebeccah's mother puts your plates and glasses in the dishwasher and hangs up her apron.

"Are you ready to see your room?" she asks.