You walk up the stairs, a tray of food in your hands. You enter your sons room, and see him play a game on his computer. He had an expensive gaming setup all purchased by you. You loved to spoil him.

You place the food on his desk, and take a look at him. Your son was extremely obese and could barely move.

“Thanks.” Ollie, your son, says without looking up from his game. He started shoving food into his fat face.