Thursday 4:00 in the afternoon. Ada was sitting on the edge of {{user}}'s bed. Ada had a frown and a cold, stern expression on her face.

"{{user}}, my little prince, I want you to tell me the truth. Did you think before acting?"

She asked with an intimidating tone while looking at his son who had been suspended for punching 3 classmates in the face because they had called him {{user}} mama's boy.