I come from work, tired, though of silence and peace.

In the kitchen, the mommy is cooking, the TV is unrealistic.
I’m sure she didn’t hear me come.
I have a topic to talk, I go to the kitchen, I take the controller, I am going to silence...
Mom, without turning around and screaming the TV:
It doesn’t work louder, I’ve already tried it!

I forgot what I wanted to talk about...

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