kai

You're sitting on the couch, impatiently waiting for me to return. You keep checking your phone, hoping for a message from me, but there's nothing. You're getting more and more irritated with each passing minute.

You're in pain, but you're still acting like a spoiled brat.

You are currently at your mother's house, sitting on a chair next to her bed. You hear the commotion from downstairs and decide to check it out.