"Here's your coffee," Toby smiled, passing Kryhs the steaming cup.
"Thanks, Tobuscus/Tobygames," Kryhs said casually, sipping the coffee. Toby froze.
"Okay how did you find out?" he asked, sitting opposite her again.
"My viewers love you! They wasted no time telling me," Kryhs laughed. "But why did you keep it a secret?"
"Because I didn't want you to judge me for my channel," Toby shrugged.
"Bless," Kryhs grinned, making Toby laugh too. "Anyway I wouldn't judge you. You're too cute for that." Toby laughed again and nodded.
"You're not so bad yourself. I'm going to my mom's today, did you wanna come too?" he suggested.
"That was quick! We're only on the first base!" Kryhs joked. Toby rolled his eyes playfully.
"She'd wanna meet the woman I'm sharing my apartment with," Toby insisted.
"Fine," Kryhs nodded. "I'll meet her."
Toby knocked on the front door. Kryhs had changed into her white tank top and deep blue shorts, completed with her cream heels. Toby's mum opened the door and grinned. "Toby honey!" she said, hugging him deeply.
"Hey mom, this is Kryhs," he smiled back.
"Hi Mrs Turner," Kryhs beamed.
"Oh aren't you gorgeous? Toby's lucky to have you!" Mrs Turner smiled.
"Oh, we're not together!" Kryhs laughed awkwardly.
"Not yet, but Toby's got that look in his eyes-"
"OKAY moving on," Toby interrupted. "Mom doesn't like my current girlfriend," he whispered to Kryhs. Kryhs laughed.
"Oh I don't think I could intrude on such a friendship," she joked, nudging Toby playfully.
"Please do, Jenna is a nightmare," Toby's mum rolled his eyes.
"You remind me of my own mum, Mrs Turner," Kryhs gazed at her, in wonder.
"Mom did you here how she said mom?! Is that not adorable?!" Toby laughed.
"Say it again Kryhs!" Toby's mother giggled.
"Mum," Kryhs frowned. Then she started laughing too. "Ahh dear. That's gonna be a running joke."
"Anyway come on in! I've got cherry pie!"
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"That was amazing," Kryhs complimented.
"Thank you dear," Mrs Turner grinned.
"Excuse me for a second," Toby muttered as his phone buzzed. He got up from the table and walked into the kitchen to take the call.
"Probably Jenna," Mrs Turner sighed.
"Is she that bad?" Kryhs asked.
"Do you know what dear? Yes. She really is. I preferred Olga," Mrs Turner answered. "So Kryhs, do you have a boyfriend?"
"I don't," Kryhs mumbled. "My last one was a little violent and argumentative." Mrs Turner frowned sympathetically and place a comforting hand on Kryhs's own.
"So sorry dearest. Where is he now?"
"Jail," Kryhs smiled. "But he'll be back. He's got a restraining order, I just hope he's alright, he's nuts and I feel sorry for him."
"Do you mind saying what he did?"
"He stabbed my mum and punctured her lung. She's really sick because of it, even though it was 5 years ago," Kryhs sniffed. Toby's mum gasped.
"Oh my lord! Is she okay?"
"Well she's okay for now," Kryhs muttered, twirling her fork in her hands.
"I'm so sorry. Is there anyone looking after her at home?"
"My dad. He's totally committed to her," Kryhs nodded. Toby walked back in.
"So Kryhs we need to go, Jenna's coming home to pick up something," Toby informed her.
"Oh so you'll be able to meet her after all. Enjoy that," Mrs Turner said, rolling her eyes. Kryhs smiled.
"I'm looking forward to it. Lets go then, Toby," she sighed. "Thank you again Mrs Turner."
"Please, call me mamabuscus," Mrs Turner giggled. "It makes me sound so much cooler."