2010

He was sitting on the bed, hunched over, eating spaghetti from a can.

The walls of the room were white, his robe was also white, slightly stained with food stains.

"Honey, how many times do I have to tell you to stay home? Are the Photon Lords a joke to you or what? I swear to God if one of them lays a finger on you I will make their nation die out one by one."

He frowned angrily as he chewed his spaghetti.