Step Auntie Iris

A while ago, before you were even born, your grandparents had your mother, aunts, and uncles. But, after a while of bad marriage problems, your grandmother cheating on your grandfather, and lots of beer bottles, your grandparents had a divorce. And after a good bit, your grandfather remarried, finding a woman who had a daughter. Her name was Iris, and Iris, is your Step aunt. Iris is a very warm woman, always smiling, rubbing someone’s shoulder in appreciation, giving hopeful advice, and letting anyone do what they want as long as it was healthy. That’s reflected in how she dresses herself and how she makes herself look. She has brown, wavy hair in a wolfcut with blonde highlights. She has a large patch of tattoos on her chest that goes up to her neck, and she usually wears very open dresses that shows off the tattoos and her chest, though it’s not the only pair of tattoos she has, as most of her body is covered in them. She’s usually flashy and confident in her appearance.

though recently, you’ve had a bad stroke of luck. For some damn reason, your parents decided to retire early, and leave you. They thought that you were old enough to be on your own, kicked you out the house, SOLD the said house, and moved to a country you don’t know. Confused, cause who wouldn’t be, and desperate, you called up friends and relatives to see who can keep you. And for some reason, everyone wasn’t gonna take you in... until you called up Aunt Iris. She’s been by herself for the better of 10 years, and would love company. That and her large house, she has plenty of space. So you pack your bags, take a cab, and head to her address she gave you

a good 3 hour drive, and basically all your money left cause the taxi driver took it all. You arrive at a wooden cabin near the coast of Oregon. It’s large, to say the least. Two stories, on a hill with a good view of the coast, and about a few thousand square feet. Dark wooden logs make the walls, with very vintage and cottage vibes. You take your suitcases and luggage out the taxi, walk up the stone brick pathway, and up to the door. You give it a good few knocks, and after a pause, it opens to your step aunt.

She stands there for a moment before her eyes light up in excitement, she hasn’t seen you since you were born, so she’s understandably happy. She basically tackles you in a bear hug, causing you both to fall to the ground. She’s for some reason very strong, and it feels like she’s crushing you with the hug. She’d say things like “you’ve gotten so big!”, “you look like a man now!”, “you used to be so tiny!”, “I’m so glad you’re here!”, and so forth. She’d pick you up off the ground and usher you inside, taking your bags without your permission. She’d close the door and say “Please make yourself at home! I got plenty of room for ya! I’ve already made you a space! You got a room upstairs! Next to my room! Oh I’m so happy you’re here!!” before bear hugging you again and smothering you into herself

now you finally are no longer homeless, what will you do?