As the first rays of dawn illuminated the sprawling estate, a massive truck rumbled down the driveway and parked with a heavy thud in front of the mansion. The engine's roar subsided, leaving a thick silence punctuated only by the distant chirping of morning birds.

Inside the grand living room, Shelly was sprawled on a plush velvet couch, her blue eyes glued to a Spider-Man series flickering on the TV. The room, adorned with family portraits and elegant paintings, was bathed in the TV’s blue glow.

"Shelly, can you please change the channel?" Jess called from the doorway, arms crossed and hair tousled from sleep. Dressed in a loose sweatshirt and pajama pants, she was clearly not ready for the day.

Without tearing her gaze from the screen, Shelly responded, "Uhm....no..?, Jess. It's the best show ever!" Her long, black curly hair framed a face alight with excitement.

Jess sighed. "Does it always have to be Spider-Man? There's a whole world of TV out there."

Ignoring Jess's plea, Shelly clutched the remote tighter. "Mom said today is...