"Good afternoon Mother Father."
"Good afternoon," Mother and Father simultaneously state indifferently and cheerfully respectfully.
After getting over the pleasantries, Father immediately starts questioning, "Why did you come back? What about your boyfriend?"
"I broke up with him."
"What?!"
"Yes."
"Hmm. Should we kill him?"
"Honey!" Mother warns Father and stops his thoughts. "Do not kill. Death is too soft. We should capture him and give it to the twins to play with. They are getting bored lately, it will be a good new toy."
"Ah! You are right! That is definitely better."
"Mother, Father," interrupting their conversation, "I already made plans for that."
"Great! That is our daughter!" Mother nods in approval and Father praises me. "Will you tell us what you have planned for it?"
"No. I want to surprise everyone."
"Ehhh! Alright sigh." Father proceeds to sulk on the couch.
"Alright, you must be tired, you can go now." Mother dismisses me and urges Father, "Honey, let us return to working on this paperwork."
Then, I exit Mother and Father's office and return to my room to change in order to play with the twins.