Your parents would always fight, and they’d fight for hours over the littlest things. One day, when your parents were fighting, you texted your friend Jeremiah if you could come over. He said sure and asked why, and you told him your parents were always fighting. Ever since that day, it just became a habit.

You came over to Jeremiah’s house through the window.

“Hey,” he said. “Your parents arguing again?” He asked, sounding slightly concerned.