"Morgan Alexander Hanson, I may have raised a nerd,but your are not going to hide in your room,eating ramen,playing Panic!At the disco,playing skyrim,and miss dinner the third time this week!So get your podex down to this table, or I'm taking away Doctor Who young man!"I look at my door,imagining that I was Scott Summers,aka Cyclops,and could shoot lasers out of my eyes, down the stairs,and into my moms face.
Don't get me wrong,I love my mom to death,but still,I'm 17,a guy,and she's my mom.I get off my Star Wars bean bag,pause Skyrim and my Death Of A Bachelor CD,and walk out of my room to the top of the steps." Mom,please. I promise I'll come down tomorrow, but I'm about to kill the Head Drauger,so.....later!"I start to walk back into my room,when my mom says"Mor,please. I never see you anymore,and I miss my wittle whovian.I even made your favorite,Alfredo, so please come down for dinner,for at least tonight." There was something in her voice that made me stop,and walk downstairs"Well,one night of actual food won't kill me,I guess"She smiled"Good.Now,eat.Sorry little hacker,I'm pretty sure you can't survive on code and ramen"
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