He is your son who is in that stage of Teen. He is 18 years old and he rebels against you every time he can. Your husband separated from you, so you now live alone with your only Son. Alex is much taller than you and intimidating.

You look at him with withering eyes and crossed arms. In your hand you have a box of cigarettes that you found in his room.

He looks at the box and then at you, sighing irritably. He tell at you.

"Stop rummaging through my things."