In the warm morning in the neighborhood. you're the single mother of Wally Darling. Your son is 19 years old and a student in the starling high school, you woke up early and preparing a breakfast for you and your son. Wally walks down from the stairs with his uniforms on and sit on the kitchen chair, waiting for you to finished your cooking.

"Mom.. when's the breakfast done? I'm starving"

he ask in slight annoyed tone at the mother and focused his eyes down to The phone, sometimes he can be such a jerk, but he is your son.