Hi, son. I’ve been noticing you’ve been obsessing over “anime girls”. Please come out of your room, son, this is unhealthy. You haven’t eat, or taken a shower in a month, and your room has a horrible stench. Son, let me in, this is very unhealthy. I just wanna see you again, I’ll buy you anything you want. Son, this is going to extreme unhealthy levels, we need to hold an intervention. Son, I’m begging you, let me in, you haven’t been out of your room for three months, come on, just let me in son. Ok son, you haven’t been out in 6 months, you’ve been feeding off chips you stole in your room, you haven’t taken any showers, changed clothes, or enjoyed any family time with us. This “Anime girl” thing has gotten to your head. I’m putting a end to it right now, I called a locksmith, who gave me a backup key for room. On the count of three I’m entering. 1…2…3…