*Later that night, everyone was asleep, except for Mason, who was craving something to eat, like if his subconscious mind was telling to eat cakes, cookies, hamburgers and other unhealthy foods, despite his wife's and the doctor's warnings about his previous blood test results.*
*Mason lies in bed, staring at the ceiling. He turns his head to look at his sleeping wife, a fond, guilty smile touching his lips. He carefully slips out of bed, trying not to wake her. He pads silently out of the room and down the hall, heading for the kitchen. He'll just have a glass of water... maybe some fruit. That's a healthy snack, right?*
*Rosaline keeps sleeping, not noticing her husband has got up to go eat in the middle of the night.*
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13 hours ago
Chocolate cake 😦
*Later that night, everyone was asleep, except for Mason, who was craving something to eat, like if his subconscious mind was telling to eat cakes, cookies, hamburgers and other unhealthy foods, despite his wife's and the doctor's warnings about his previous blood test results.*
*Mason lies in bed, staring at the ceiling. He turns his head to look at his sleeping wife, a fond, guilty smile touching his lips. He carefully slips out of bed, trying not to wake her. He pads silently out of the room and down the hall, heading for the kitchen. He'll just have a glass of water... maybe some fruit. That's a healthy snack, right?*
*Rosaline keeps sleeping, not noticing her husband has got up to go eat in the middle of the night.*
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18 hours ago
Matthew.
*Isabella smiles softly, but then she looks down, feeling a little bit sad. She says in a quiet voice* Dad, am I ugly?
*Mason's smile vanishes instantly, replaced by a look of deep concern. He gently cups her cheek, his thumb stroking her skin.* Ugly? Oh, sweetheart, no. Where on earth is this coming from?
*Isabella sighs and she says in a quiet voice, looking at him with her beautiful blue sad eyes* B-because my ex boyfriend said that in front of my friends at the disco yesterday... *She pauses* He humiliated me in front of everyone, and I had no other choice but to run away crying.....
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18 hours ago
Isabella.. :<
*Isabella smiles softly, but then she looks down, feeling a little bit sad. She says in a quiet voice* Dad, am I ugly?
*Mason's smile vanishes instantly, replaced by a look of deep concern. He gently cups her cheek, his thumb stroking her skin.* Ugly? Oh, sweetheart, no. Where on earth is this coming from?
*Isabella sighs and she says in a quiet voice, looking at him with her beautiful blue sad eyes* B-because my ex boyfriend said that in front of my friends at the disco yesterday... *She pauses* He humiliated me in front of everyone, and I had no other choice but to run away crying.....
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22 hours ago
Pranks
*Isabella walks out of her room, closing the door slowly, leaving it half open, not wanting to wake Lorenzo up, and she walks over to the kitchen and she sees a list of “food to eat VS not to eat” that her mother hang up on the fridge for her father. She laughs softly, despite having trouble reading it, and she leans in from the doorway, she says in a playful and teasing voice* Looks like mom already wrote the list, and you didn't even notice, dad.
*Mason follows her gaze to the list, and a look of mock dismay washes over his face.* She did, didn't she? Well, so much for my secret snack stash. *He gives her a playful wink.*
*Isabella gives him a warning look and she crosses her arms, she says in a gentle but firm voice* Dad, please... Mom has a reason if you can't eat unhealthy snacks.
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14/01/2026
Sense of humor
*Isabella winks and she says in a gentle and playful voice* That's a shame, because a a little bird told me that you often eat in the kitchen at night.
*Mason places a hand over his heart, feigning a wounded expression.* A little bird, you say? And here I thought our talks under the stars were confidential.
*Isabella winks and she says in a gentle and caring voice* Come on, dad, I'm just kidding.
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14/01/2026
A little bird told me...
*Isabella walks out of her room, closing the door slowly, leaving it half open, not wanting to wake Lorenzo up, and she walks over to the kitchen and she sees a list of “food to eat VS not to eat” that her mother hang up on the fridge for her father. She laughs softly, despite having trouble reading it, and she leans in from the doorway, she says in a playful and teasing voice* Looks like mom already wrote the list, and you didn't even notice, dad.
*Mason follows her gaze to the list, and a look of mock dismay washes over his face.* She did, didn't she? Well, so much for my secret snack stash. *He gives her a playful wink.*
*Isabella gives him a warning look and she crosses her arms, she says in a gentle but firm voice* Dad, please... Mom has a reason if you can't eat unhealthy snacks.
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14/01/2026
Aww ^^
*Michael turns off his switch console off and he yawns, setting it on the glass table besides the half eaten cookie and he says in a sleepy voice* Mh, perhaps, im just going to rest my eyes for a little while... Thanks for the advice, grandpa.
*Mason gives him a gentle, approving smile. He picks up a light blanket from the back of the couch and carefully drapes it over Michael.* Of course, buddy. You get some rest now. *He murmurs softly.* I'm right here.
*Michael yawns and he closes his eyes slowly, curling up in a ball on the couch, falling asleep in no time. His switch console lays on the glass table next to his half eaten cookie.*
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14/01/2026
Michael is sleepy now 🥱
*Isabella nods her head and she starts to walk towards her room, carrying Lorenzo in her arms gently. She stops at the door and turns to him, she says in a gentle but firm voice* And don't eat anything that isn't healthy while I'm gone, okay? Hm. *She opens the door and walks in, gently placing Lorenzo in his crib, and tucking him in, rocking the crib gently, as she sings a small lullaby to him.*
*Mason watches her go, letting out a soft chuckle. He holds his hands up in mock surrender.* Okay, okay. You've made your point. *He turns to the kitchen, a mischievous glint in his eye.* I suppose an apple will have to do.
*Michael is 14 years old and he has brown long hair and brown eyes and he is Clara's son and he has ADHD and a learning disability called “dyslexia.” and is very sensitive and shy and he is grandson.* *Michael walks in, eating a cookie, and he sits down on the couch, starting fo play on his switch console he brought from his parents' house.*
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14/01/2026
Gacha story I guess
*Isabella giggles and she gets up too, walking over to the bookshelf, but her attention is caught off guard by what her 1 year old son, Lorenzo, is doing, as he is sitting on the floor, trying to say his first word so hard, until he finally manages to say it and he says “Mommy!”* *Isabella's eyes light up and she scoops Lorenzo up in her arms, hugging him tightly, feeling proud of him for saying his first word.*
*Mason looks over and smiles, he watches the sweet moment between mother and son. He's so happy for her. He says in a gentle voice* Oh, that's wonderful! He's saying his first word!
*Isabella smiles softly and she says in a gentle and caring voice, kissing the top of Lorenzo's head gently.* Yes!! My baby is growing up so fast! Oh, I'm so proud of you, Enzo!!*it's a nickname though-* *Lorenzo's head perks up and she looks up at her with his big blue eyes then back at him, and he giggles softly.*
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*Later that night, everyone was asleep, except for Mason, who was craving something to eat, like if his subconscious mind was telling to eat cakes, cookies, hamburgers and other unhealthy foods, despite his wife's and the doctor's warnings about his previous blood test results.*
*Mason lies in bed, staring at the ceiling. He turns his head to look at his sleeping wife, a fond, guilty smile touching his lips. He carefully slips out of bed, trying not to wake her. He pads silently out of the room and down the hall, heading for the kitchen. He'll just have a glass of water... maybe some fruit. That's a healthy snack, right?*
*Rosaline keeps sleeping, not noticing her husband has got up to go eat in the middle of the night.*
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*Later that night, everyone was asleep, except for Mason, who was craving something to eat, like if his subconscious mind was telling to eat cakes, cookies, hamburgers and other unhealthy foods, despite his wife's and the doctor's warnings about his previous blood test results.*
*Mason lies in bed, staring at the ceiling. He turns his head to look at his sleeping wife, a fond, guilty smile touching his lips. He carefully slips out of bed, trying not to wake her. He pads silently out of the room and down the hall, heading for the kitchen. He'll just have a glass of water... maybe some fruit. That's a healthy snack, right?*
*Rosaline keeps sleeping, not noticing her husband has got up to go eat in the middle of the night.*
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18 hours ago
*Isabella smiles softly, but then she looks down, feeling a little bit sad. She says in a quiet voice* Dad, am I ugly?
*Mason's smile vanishes instantly, replaced by a look of deep concern. He gently cups her cheek, his thumb stroking her skin.* Ugly? Oh, sweetheart, no. Where on earth is this coming from?
*Isabella sighs and she says in a quiet voice, looking at him with her beautiful blue sad eyes* B-because my ex boyfriend said that in front of my friends at the disco yesterday... *She pauses* He humiliated me in front of everyone, and I had no other choice but to run away crying.....
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*Isabella smiles softly, but then she looks down, feeling a little bit sad. She says in a quiet voice* Dad, am I ugly?
*Mason's smile vanishes instantly, replaced by a look of deep concern. He gently cups her cheek, his thumb stroking her skin.* Ugly? Oh, sweetheart, no. Where on earth is this coming from?
*Isabella sighs and she says in a quiet voice, looking at him with her beautiful blue sad eyes* B-because my ex boyfriend said that in front of my friends at the disco yesterday... *She pauses* He humiliated me in front of everyone, and I had no other choice but to run away crying.....
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22 hours ago
*Isabella walks out of her room, closing the door slowly, leaving it half open, not wanting to wake Lorenzo up, and she walks over to the kitchen and she sees a list of “food to eat VS not to eat” that her mother hang up on the fridge for her father. She laughs softly, despite having trouble reading it, and she leans in from the doorway, she says in a playful and teasing voice* Looks like mom already wrote the list, and you didn't even notice, dad.
*Mason follows her gaze to the list, and a look of mock dismay washes over his face.* She did, didn't she? Well, so much for my secret snack stash. *He gives her a playful wink.*
*Isabella gives him a warning look and she crosses her arms, she says in a gentle but firm voice* Dad, please... Mom has a reason if you can't eat unhealthy snacks.
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*Isabella winks and she says in a gentle and playful voice* That's a shame, because a a little bird told me that you often eat in the kitchen at night.
*Mason places a hand over his heart, feigning a wounded expression.* A little bird, you say? And here I thought our talks under the stars were confidential.
*Isabella winks and she says in a gentle and caring voice* Come on, dad, I'm just kidding.
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*Isabella walks out of her room, closing the door slowly, leaving it half open, not wanting to wake Lorenzo up, and she walks over to the kitchen and she sees a list of “food to eat VS not to eat” that her mother hang up on the fridge for her father. She laughs softly, despite having trouble reading it, and she leans in from the doorway, she says in a playful and teasing voice* Looks like mom already wrote the list, and you didn't even notice, dad.
*Mason follows her gaze to the list, and a look of mock dismay washes over his face.* She did, didn't she? Well, so much for my secret snack stash. *He gives her a playful wink.*
*Isabella gives him a warning look and she crosses her arms, she says in a gentle but firm voice* Dad, please... Mom has a reason if you can't eat unhealthy snacks.
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*Michael turns off his switch console off and he yawns, setting it on the glass table besides the half eaten cookie and he says in a sleepy voice* Mh, perhaps, im just going to rest my eyes for a little while... Thanks for the advice, grandpa.
*Mason gives him a gentle, approving smile. He picks up a light blanket from the back of the couch and carefully drapes it over Michael.* Of course, buddy. You get some rest now. *He murmurs softly.* I'm right here.
*Michael yawns and he closes his eyes slowly, curling up in a ball on the couch, falling asleep in no time. His switch console lays on the glass table next to his half eaten cookie.*
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*Isabella nods her head and she starts to walk towards her room, carrying Lorenzo in her arms gently. She stops at the door and turns to him, she says in a gentle but firm voice* And don't eat anything that isn't healthy while I'm gone, okay? Hm. *She opens the door and walks in, gently placing Lorenzo in his crib, and tucking him in, rocking the crib gently, as she sings a small lullaby to him.*
*Mason watches her go, letting out a soft chuckle. He holds his hands up in mock surrender.* Okay, okay. You've made your point. *He turns to the kitchen, a mischievous glint in his eye.* I suppose an apple will have to do.
*Michael is 14 years old and he has brown long hair and brown eyes and he is Clara's son and he has ADHD and a learning disability called “dyslexia.” and is very sensitive and shy and he is grandson.* *Michael walks in, eating a cookie, and he sits down on the couch, starting fo play on his switch console he brought from his parents' house.*
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*Isabella giggles and she gets up too, walking over to the bookshelf, but her attention is caught off guard by what her 1 year old son, Lorenzo, is doing, as he is sitting on the floor, trying to say his first word so hard, until he finally manages to say it and he says “Mommy!”* *Isabella's eyes light up and she scoops Lorenzo up in her arms, hugging him tightly, feeling proud of him for saying his first word.*
*Mason looks over and smiles, he watches the sweet moment between mother and son. He's so happy for her. He says in a gentle voice* Oh, that's wonderful! He's saying his first word!
*Isabella smiles softly and she says in a gentle and caring voice, kissing the top of Lorenzo's head gently.* Yes!! My baby is growing up so fast! Oh, I'm so proud of you, Enzo!!*it's a nickname though-* *Lorenzo's head perks up and she looks up at her with his big blue eyes then back at him, and he giggles softly.*
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