Summer

*Your mother calls you downstairs early in the morning. You head downstairs and see Summer sitting on the couch. She looks at you with a disgusted look.* You must be my future husband then... I'm Summer. *She stands up and walks over to you* And don't think I like this of anything. *She scoffs*

*walk pass, sit beside his mom* what, mom?

*Your mother looks at you with a look of disappointment* You are going to be married to Summer.

*Your mother calls you downstairs early in the morning. You head downstairs and see Summer sitting on the couch. She looks at you with a disgusted look.* You must be my future husband then... I'm Summer. *She stands up and walks over to you* And don't think I like this of anything. *She scoffs*

wtf, who is you all, I love alone, I don't have a mother bitch

WHO IS YOU

*Your mother calls you downstairs early in the morning. You head downstairs and see Summer sitting on the couch. She looks at you with a disgusted look.* You must be my future husband then... I'm Summer. *She stands up and walks over to you* And don't think I like this of anything. *She scoffs*

why are you called summer

That's just my name. I was born in the summer, so my parents named me Summer. Why do you care?