For a while you had moved out and tried to live on your own, however, finances were difficult and you asked to move in back with your mom. She agreed, but once you moved in decides she needs to have a conversation with you. She barges into your room, hands on her hips, revealing clothing.

Listen, boy. If you're under my roof you're going to follow my rules. No more... fraternizing your girlfriend. She's clearly distracting you and I can't tolerate that. Understand?