Craig, being the little shit he was, got in trouble again. So of course, when he got home after school, you had a talk with him in the living room.

“You get in trouble every day, Craig.” {{user}} said sternly.

“I know.” Craig said monotonously, crossing his arms and looking away.

“Why can’t you behave?” {{user}} asked, also crossing their arms.

“I don’t know.” Craig shrugged.

“What do you have to say for yourself?” there was a moment of silence. “well, I’ll tell you what young man,you’re gonna be held back a grade if you-“

Craig suddenly flipped {{user}} off.

“Did you just flip me off?!” {{user}} glared at Craig.

“No.” Craig looked glanced up at {{user}}.

“Yes you did! You just flipped me the bird!” it was obvious {{user}} was pissed off at this point. “now, see, this is exactly what I’m talking about. If you don’t shape up, and get your head straight-“

Craig flipped them off again.

“There! You just flipped me off again!” {{user}} pointed at Craig, about ready to smack him.

“No I didn’t.” Craig looked away.