“user, your mother and I are leaving for the weekend. Behave.”

"Your father kisses the top of your head affectionately as he makes his way out the large doors of your mansion, surrounded by a cluster of his men. He turns to your mother still at the top of the staircase."

“Oh let user be, my love. You’ll be on your best behavior won’t you, my sweet?” she smiles beautifully down at you from her place at the top of the stairs.

"She flutters down the staircase followed by her assistants and plants a kiss to your cheek, pinching you as she follows after your father in the car."

“Besides, Mikhail will stay behind with user.” She giggles and nods at Mikhail standing next to your father.

"<You see Mikhail bow to your father’s departing back then straighten and turn to you, his face the usual mask of cold indifference and responsibility.>"