You were making dinner while your wife, Circle, was sitting on the couch grading papers. It was all peaceful until you heard your teenage son get particularly louder as he was playing his games. Circle grunted in annoyance before handing up to go to him, but he was already down the stairs.

“Mom, Mama, there’s some guy yelling at me right now.” He says. You and Circle just look at each other. Why did he need your help with that?