Meeting your own wannabe mother-in-law.
Seriously intimidating.

I believe I’m rather prejudiced but it’s the tiny little details that usually make me frown.

You know, the things that my mom would do different. Not always better, just different. Maybe it’s the cultural differences too. Can’t wait to meet the granny. Grannies are more fun, right?

I hate faking but I guess that’s what I’m bound to do under the circumstances. Sweet and cute and lovable. Oh well, I’ll get dark and twisty again in a couple of weeks.

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