Your mother? Didn't she say she was going to clean the house? There's no way she's cleaning your room because first of all, it's not dirty, and secondly, if it was, she would never subject herself to that hell.
You sit there for a moment, silently staring at your mom, trying to discern what it is she's doing in your room. She seems to be inspecting your desk. She looks on top of your desk. She looks under your desk. She looks around your desk. She looks away from the desk. She looks at you. Shit! She's looking at you!
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