"I don't think she'd buy it, plague's been wiped out for way too long" he said miserably. Visiting his mom before Meka was bad enough, she always favourited Sim over Jason and all of them knew it, but it also meant she could fly into rages whenever he put a foot wrong. That woman had terrified him of girls for a good part of his life.
Sim hadn't even knocked on the front door before it was opened by his mom, who tugged him into a awkward hug that made him blush. He was way too old for this shit. Ignoring Meka, her eyes fell on the dishes. "Um, Meka wanted to help out and, she's getting really good and she brought them for you" he rambled as his mom took the dishes without a word, but a pinched expression. "I'll just leave them here" she said, pushing them to the back of the kitchen counter and ushering them both into a living room, where Jason was waiting. He looked as miserable as them.
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