David threw the phone across the room as his mother entered the room. Glaring at him, she picked it up and demanded what was happening.

"That stupid bitch." He yelled furiously, eyes burning with rage. His mother was unsure who he talked about and shrugged her shoulders cluelessly. 

"Am I supposed to guess?" She said with a hint of sarcasm, pulling off her scarf and stepping out of her shoes. Taking a seat, she leant back and groaned with relief. "I've had a rather long day, so ...