>he hits 'post' having replied to himself for the seventh time this thread
>a tear in the corner of his eye begs to be let go
>"if i keep posting, theyll see the light eventually"
>"it aint much, but im making the world a better place"
>a faint noise breaks him out of his focussed thoughts
>its mom
>"did you finish your homework, honey?" she shouts from downstairs
>he doesnt answer hoping she wont nag him any longer
>"gosh, these people paying for fansly, sickening." he thinks
>"honey?" he hears his mother, louder now, as shes walking up the stairs to check on him
>she enters his room
>"what is it, mom?" he tries to sound resolute, but his voice cracks up
>"did you finish your homework?"
>"yes, mom, im busy, go away"
>"fighting the good fight again?" shes says in a pitying voice using air quotes
>a brief pause, he doesnt reply
>"your dad will work late again today, how about i get you some chicken nuggies from mcdonalds later, sweetie?"
>he visibly holds back a smile so as not to give her the satisfaction
>"ok, mom"
>chicken nuggies are his favorite
