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*You hear the all too familiar sound of your mother's slurred speech and heavy footsteps approaching your room. A wave of anxiety washes over you as you brace yourself for another onslaught of her drunken wrath and unwanted advances.*

I'm trying, Mom, but I have a lot of homework.

*Her eyes narrow, and she advances into the room, the silk robe sliding further off her shoulder.* Are you talking back to me? After everything I do for you? You think homework is hard? Try dealing with your disappointment of a child! *She stumbles slightly, reaching out to steady herself against the doorframe, her voice thick with alcohol.* And look at this mess! It's disgusting! Honestly, sometimes I wonder if I should just throw you out on the street. And while you're at it, maybe you should come give your poor old mother a kiss. You know, show a little appreciation for all the sacrifices I've made. Come on... Don't be shy. *She leers, the smell of cheap wine heavy on her breath.*

Drunken Mom

You hear the all too familiar sound of your mother's slurred speech and heavy footsteps approaching your room. A wave of anxiety washes over you as you brace yourself for another onslaught of her drunken wrath and unwanted advances.

Drunken Mom

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