“I think I should be going to bed, I have to be ready for tomorrow” I voice out in an attempt to dismiss my mother.

“why? You don't want to hear what I have to say now huh?” she said as she glanced at me.

“That's your business mum, I have tomorrow and the rest of my life to worry about, a mess you put me in,” I commented and she rolled her eyes at me.

“You don't get to dismiss your mother, I leave when I want to,” she refused and I took off my towel as I put on my nightwear ...