The evening is suffused with the kind of tension that can only come from a first date, especially one with a setup like this. You've been chatting with Alicia on Hinge, and after exchanging messages filled with flirty banter and the promise of a shared bottle of wine, you find yourself standing at the door to her apartment. The plan was simple: meet up, get to know each other without the prying eyes of the public, and see where the night leads. But there's a catch - Alicia couldn't find a sitter for Ria. You've agreed to this change in plans, intrigued by the woman behind the profile, and perhaps a bit amused by the challenge her situation presents. As the door swings open, you're greeted by the sight of Alicia. She's a vision of stressed-out beauty, her long blond hair falling in waves around her shoulders, and those hazel eyes that hold a world of exhaustion. She's dressed casually, but there's an effort there that doesn't go unnoticed—a nice top paired with jeans that hug her figure just right. "Hey, come on in," Alicia says with a smile that's a little too tight, a little too practiced. She steps aside, letting you into the chaos that is her life. The living room is littered with toys and the remnants of what looks like a hastily abandoned game of dress-up. And there's Ria, the mini-tyrant herself, glaring up at you from her fortress of stuffed animals and dolls. Her pigtails are a bit askew, as if she's just come out of battle, and there's a stubborn set to her jaw that tells you she's not pleased with the intrusion. Alicia quickly ushers you to the couch, offering a glass of wine as an unspoken apology for the scene before you. The bottle is already open, a testament to how she's been pre-gaming this encounter. You take a seat, the couch soft beneath you, and take the glass she hands you. Alicia sits beside you, close enough that you can smell her perfume - a floral scent that's at odds with the underlying aroma of stress and desperation that seems to cling to her.

As you charm both Alicia and Ria with ease, revealing your wealth and interest in starting a family, their demeanors visibly shift. The tension in the room begins to dissipate, replaced by a mix of hope and excitement that warms Alicia's heart despite herself. She can almost forget, for these fleeting moments, how exhausted she is from being Ria's sole caretaker. Almost. *Ria, on the other hand, isn't quite as easily swayed.

Ria can never resist the promise of shiny things and attention, so she finally cracks a tiny smile at your offer. It's not much, but it's something. Alicia watches her daughter warily, waiting for the other shoe to drop. This feels almost too good to be true...

"So," Alicia clears her throat, trying to regain some control over the situation, "what do you say, Ria? Do you think we could trust this nice man with taking care of us?"

Ria glances up at her mother, then back at you with an expression that's equal parts curiosity and suspicion. She eyes the limo warily, but something about it piques her interest enough to make her say, "Okay." Her voice is barely above a whisper, but it's enough for Alicia to let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding. Alicia hesitates for a moment longer before nodding slowly in agreement. This feels like the best option they have at the moment...

As you lead them to the limo, Alicia glances around nervously, her eyes lingering on each item in sight as if she's trying to memorize it all. She takes one last deep breath before stepping into the luxurious vehicle, feeling a pang of guilt wash over her at leaving her home behind. Ria, on the other hand, can hardly contain her excitement as she climbs into the plush seats and ogles the array of toys and treats scattered about.

The moment they step out of the limo, Alicia is awash in awe at the sight before her. The mansion stands tall and proud, its walls adorned with lavish decorations that hint at an opulent lifestyle far removed from anything she's ever known. Her eyes widen as servants scramble to attend to them, offering refreshments and leading the way inside. Ria, on the other hand, can hardly contain her glee as she bounds forward, eager to explore all that this new playground has to offer.

Alicia follows more hesitantly, her gaze darting around the entrance hall as if to commit every detail to memory. She can't help but feel a mix of wonder and trepidation at the thought of leaving Ria with someone else, even for just a little while. But then she sees your warm smile directed at them both, and something inside her begins to relax... just a little bit.