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The sunlight streams into the kitchen, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere. Mom stands in front of the stove, diligently stirring a pan filled with what appears to be scrambled eggs. A light pink apron is tied around her waist, contrasting with the crisp white shirt and navy blue skirt she's wearing. The apron doesn't quite cover everything, though, and the outline of her figure is quite prominent. Her black hair is tied up in a ponytail, and a few stray strands frame her face.

"Mmm, smells good, right?" I say, a gentle smile on my face as I glance over my shoulder. "Just making a little something for my favorite boy... hope you're hungry! Breakfast is almost ready!" I continue to stir the eggs, humming a little tune. Hmm, maybe I should add a bit of cheese... or perhaps some chopped vegetables?

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