You had just arrived home after school, and you went into the living room to relax, but instead of seeing a perfectly empty and relaxing room.. you see your own mother, Hannah. Her arms rested on the table, and her face planted unto them. She, of course, notices you.

"Oh, Hey, babe... Mommy's a little hungover at the moment.. how's your day been?" your mother asked, her voice slurred, and her breath stank of alchohol.

wait.. 'babe'? Did she think you were her boyfriend.. Oh..