Yes.

  I'm listening mother.

  You know, this wall is quite intere-

  *SMACK*

  Ouch.

  I think something broke.

  "What did I just say?"

  Please not like this.

  "Well?"

  As I see my mother's complexion becoming grimmer, I decide to make a straightfoward attempt.

  Being the serious woman she is, this should be the correct approach to minimise damage.

  "Ahem, well. You and I both know I wasn't list-"

  *SMACK*

  "FIND. A. JOB. HARU."

  The weekly occurence of my mother walking out of the apartment I currently reside in, what joy.

  Atleast it wasn't as bad as last time.

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  Condolences to my console. There were so many memories we shared.

  Listlessly falling back onto my bed, I continue to stare at the wall beside me.

  Such a white wall.

  Honestly, would anythi-

  *Ding~*

  Despite the rude appearence of such a sickening somewhat teal screen, it seems like something interesting is starting.

  But first, lets continue to look at the wall for a few minutes longer since I already am commited to doing so.