Don’t tell my mom. Or she will bust through the door and rip up your Pokémon cards as punishment for arguing with your brothers and then deny she did it years later even though those cards meant a lot to you and even though I can afford to buy as many as I want now it’s not the same since the magic of being young died many years ago now that I have to work at a desk for the rest of my life making enough money so I don’t have to move back in with mom again.