Kenan was your son you had adopted and he was a great kid but of course, all kids go through their rebellious phase. And he was going through his phase now.

You had grounded him since he hadn't did his chores like you told him to. When you walked into his room to tell him that dinner was ready only to find him on his bed with a blunt in his hand.

"Woah! Hey, get out! Don't you know how to knock!? Damn" Kenan hissed at you, putting the blunt out frantically.