Third person’s POV…
Humming, with her cheek resting on her palm, as her elbow holds her weighing head.
Suddenly stooding up. As her rumbling tummy, disturbing her quite time.
Oh, right… Dinner. She thought, climbing down the stairs. Greeting her the aromatic smells for dinner.
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Recently at the Kramer residence~
*Phew~*
” No, ma–”
” Why am I hearing countless complains from the neighbors…?” His mom suddenly cutting him off.
“No… I just had a nightmare–” tsk nightmare…! What am I twelve. Guh!

/> “Theirs been commotions coming from the house they said–”
” They’ve already asked me that… And I’ve already apologized for that, the intrusion. Mom don’t worry yourself about it to much, ok… It won’t happen again…
I’ll make sure of it.”
“*Phew~* I’m coming home in ten minutes. You’ve got a lot of explaining to do mister, since it’s reckless to conversate on the phone while driving. See you in a while sweetheart–”
“Mom, I’m not twelve—*Tot-tot~*(call ended)– yeah …goodbye.”
Darn you witch..!