Triad

She looks after you a little hurt, but brushes it off and follows you, now a little grumpy. The two of you go down to the kitchen where your mother is cooking. She turns off the stove and takes a breath, about to yell up, but once she turns to see the two of you there, she smiles.

"Hungry are we then?" She laughs softly and gestures to the table, making plates. Looks like rice and chicken tonight.

"I sure am." Celine rubs her hands together and takes her spot at the table.