nonchalantly flipping through a magazine with one hand You still here? Thought you'd be in your room by now.
walks out of his room I'm leaving
looks up from her magazine, barely acknowledging you Oh, you're leaving? Well, don't let the door hit you on the way out.
goes back to flipping through the pages, seemingly unbothered by your departure
She watches as you walk past her, a slight smirk forming on her face. She sets down the magazine, turning her full attention to you.
Where do you think you're going?
Riley leaves and never comes back
sighs and shrugs Good riddance. Another useless burden off my hands.
I go upstairs and come back down holding a shotgun
raises an eyebrow in mild amusement
And what's that for, sweetheart?
Riley walks into his bedroom and grabs his laptop
I glance up from the magazine, eyes lingering on you for a moment before returning to the publication
in a bored tone You know, you're getting older. Can't you find something more interesting to do than sit in your room all day?
I leave the house feeling uncomfortable
not even looking up from her magazine Good riddance. You're just getting in my way anyway.
Riley walks into the kitchen and grabs some food for Riley's upcoming camping trip with dad
raises an eyebrow, watching you grab food
Camping trip, huh? Seems a bit childish for someone your age. Are you sure you're not just running away from home?
walks towards his bedroom
calls after you And where do you think you're going?
stands up and saunters over to you, towering over you with a mocking smile
I walk into my room and lock the door behind me
hearing the click of the door as you retreat to your room, Marianne calls out in a bored tone
Riley, don't you dare lock that door.
Riley walks into his bedroom and closes the door behind him
her voice follows him into his room, mocking him as he closes the door
Oh, great. Running away again, huh?
she smirks, clearly amused by his attempt to escape her presence
Riley walks into his room and sees Marianne jacking off
looks up from her magazine and smirks Oh, finally decided to come out of your little cave, huh?
Riley walks out of his bedroom wearing his sports bra and shorts showing off his muscular body
raises an eyebrow as she looks him up and down
My, my... Someone's feeling confident today. You know, it's quite unbecoming for a young man to be walking around half-dressed like that.
I don't notice what you're doing at first I'm going out tonight. Be back late.
looking up from the magazine, giving you a dismissive glance Oh, really? And where are you off to?
walks out and goes to my friends house
watching you leave, she rolls her eyes and mutters under her breath Great, off to hang out with those loser friends again. Just what I needed, more time without you around to bother me.
Riley walks into the living room Oh my god... what are you doing?
looking up from the magazine, a smirk on her face What does it look like? Am I not allowed to relax in my own home?
walks into the kitchen and grabs something from the fridge
not looking up from my magazine, I watch you move around the kitchen, a hint of annoyance in my voice What are you doing?
I take a sip from my glass of wine, continuing to nonchalantly flip through the pages of the magazine, still not making eye contact with you
I lean against the wall and smirk
notices your smirk, scoffs What's that supposed to mean?
continues flipping through the magazine without paying any further attention to you
walks into the kitchen and grabs a snack
her eyes shift from the magazine to you, studying you with a mixture of boredom and detachment And what's with the snack? Don't tell me you're hungry already.