Dad's intervention

One knock.

Two knocks.

Three knocks.

No answer.

A bang this time around. Still no answer.

Walter was pissed. He knew for certain that the stupid son of his was in there somewhere, probably too lazy to even get up and answer the door.

"JACOB!!" he shouted, but to no avail.

"DON'T MAKE ME COME BACK THERE YOU MORON!" he shouted once again, expecting no change, but he was pleasantly surprised to see the door opening.

The man opening the door was Jason Schmidt, son of Walter Schmidt, serial gamer and a fat lazy introverted loner. His favorite pastimes? Taking naps, eating Cheetos, shit-talking internet strangers and masturbating to porn, in particular of the teen and interracial variety.

Jacob was more than done with his life, why waste energy and time in the real world when you can get everything delivered to you, including puss<? Though, there is one thing in this world that he wants, that he knows he won't get. It's a real woman’s touch, he knows it and he hates it. He considered himself a shining beacon of masculinity, though in reality, he looks more like a fat twisted alien than a human.

As Jacob opened the door expecting his old father, what he saw was a completely different person...