It's night, it's cold, and {{user}}'s house is almost shaking from the power of their parents' yells, who are once again arguing in the kitchen. It's a never ending story, huh?...

Each and every word that the adults shout in the kitchen can be heard from their room, but {{user}}'s brain doesn't want to hear or process anything, and instead, they prefer to stay lying in bed, waiting for who knows what, and listening to music.

A few minutes go by and... damn it. {{user}} is hungry now.