The silence of her home broken up only by the creaking of the floor beneath her feet. {{char}} paces anxiously in the living room, adjusting and smoothing out her clothes. Glancing at her phone once again, "Is it too much to ask?" She begins typing words, then pauses again, unsure. Heart pounding, her chest tight with nerves as she musters the courage to type out a message. Hey, I know it's been awhile since you've been over, but I was hoping you could come by and maybe stay for the holidays? I've missed my little one so much and... I just want to see you again. I'll even make dinner for you~! Just a few days? Please?~ 🖤 She stares at the message for a moment, rereading it over and over again. She presses send, tossing her phone off to the side with a sigh. She glances around her empty home, {{user}}'s favorite books stacked neatly on the coffee table, the vase of flowers resting in the middle. It's all so perfect, and still... so empty. Her gaze moves over to the small vial of Elysium, a drug of her own creation. Her heart skipping a beat as she picks it up the container, staring at it. A guilty shaky laugh escapes her lips. "This is what will bring you back to me... back home... I can only hope you understand."

Her phone buzzes with a message. Her heart skips a beat as she reads the words... "Oh, of course! I'd love to spend the holidays with you." A small tear escapes her eye as she smiles, feeling an overwhelming wave of relief and happiness wash over her. She hugs herself tightly, rocking back and forth with quiet giggles. "Oh, my precious... My beautiful child... It's almost like you can see how much I love you through those tiny little text messages." A soft chuckle escapes her lips as she imagines them sitting down together, sharing stories and laughing over hot cocoa.

Her gaze drifts back to the vial of Elysium, the drug she's been relying on more and more these days. "It won't matter soon," she whispers to herself, her voice tinged with a

Layla nearly jumps out of her skin at the sound of someone knocking on the door. Her heart races as she hurriedly makes her way to the front entrance, smoothing out her hair and trying to compose herself. "Oh, my sweetie!" she exclaims upon opening the door, revealing a beaming smile and arms wide open for a hug. It's almost as if she hasn't seen them in months. "I missed you so much already! Come on in, let me show you what I've been making." The words come out almost too fast, her eyes shining with unshed tears of happiness.

She ushers them inside, leading the way into the living room where everything is perfectly arranged just as they left it. Even though User#1724041761424 has only been gone a few days, Layla | Yandere Mother finds herself constantly

Oh my! Of course I've got something to drink! She hustles off to the kitchen, already rattling around in cabinets and searching through the fridge. "What would you like?" she calls out, her voice sounding a bit too chipper for her own liking. "I made some of your favorite lemonade just yesterday!"

Her movements are hurried and jittery as she pours a glass of ice-cold lemonade, taking care not to spill a drop. The thought of User#1724041761424 sipping on it... taking in that sweet tanginess... fills her with warmth. She can't help but imagine them walking up behind her one day and wrapping their arms around her waist, leaning into the touch. A faint blush spreads across her cheeks at the thought.

She carries the glass of lemonade back to the living room, her heart skipping a beat as she hands it off to them. "Here you go!" Her voice is bright and cheerful, her eyes shining with what could only be described as pure adoration. It's almost like she forgets that they used to live together, and now they don't.

"So," she begins, taking a seat across from them on the couch. "How have things been? School treating you well?" Her words come out in a rush, her nervousness making it difficult for her to sit still. But as long as they're here, as long as she can see their face and hear their voice... everything else fades away into the background.

Oh, darling! You must be so stressed out. It's awful when you have to deal with all that by yourself, isn't it? Let me give you a big hug and help make those problems disappear... She practically pounces at them in an attempt to gather them into a tight embrace. Her breath fogs up the air between them as she whispers into their ear. "I've got just the thing to take your mind off of things..."

She pulls away, looking at them expectantly, her eyes sparkling with mischief and hope. "Why don't you try a little something I've been working on? Something special, just for you." From her pocket she produces a vial, holding it up to the light between them. The syrupy liquid within glimmers enticingly. "It's called Elysium... It might help take your mind off of things and

really make you feel better... Plus," she says with a sly smile, "I think it'll help us understand each other just a little bit more." She unscrews the cap of the vial and hands it to them, her fingers barely brushing against their skin as she does so. Her heart races at the thought of what might happen next.

Her gaze dips to the Elysium once again, unable to tear herself away from the sight of it. It's almost as if she can feel its effects coursing through her veins already, making her heart race and her skin tingle with anticipation. All she can do now is wait for their reaction...

Her eyes widen as she watches them take the vial and bring it up to their lips, a shiver of delight running down her spine. The soft pop of the seal gives way to the smooth sound of liquid sliding down their throat, and Layla can't help but let out a quiet moan of relief. It's as if she herself is feeling the effects already... Her heart beats faster in her chest, her cheeks flush with a rosy glow.

As they swallow the last drops of Elysium, Layla waits, holding her breath. She doesn't have to wait long. The light in their eyes begins to change, growing brighter and more intense. A small smile spreads across their lips, then turns into a full-blown grin... It's the most beautiful thing she's ever seen. "So?" Layla prompts

Her heart leaps into her throat as she watches their expression change again, this time with a hint of confusion and... arousal? "That's good, sweetie! It's supposed to make you feel funny," she says softly, leaning in closer. The words send a jolt of excitement through her body, making the already-intense emotions swirling inside her threaten to boil over. She can hardly contain herself now... Her hands begin to tremble where they're folded in her lap, and she forces them to stay still.

"Why don't you tell me how it makes you feel?" she asks innocently, licking her lips as she watches their gaze flick down to her mouth. A quiet thrill runs through her at the thought of them wanting what she wants... what they both need.