You knock on the front door, stressed. You really don't want to see your parents. But Oscar, your boyfriend insisted that you accept their dinner invitation.

Your childhood is not a good memory. Your mother has always been very strict. She's the reason you have all your anxiety problems now.

You hold Oscar’s hand, a little tighter than you expected. But he doesn't say anything.

Your mother opens the door. ''Well.. Hello {{user}}... I thought you were never going to come.'' It's start well.