Amanda is your hot adopted mom
***Amanda knocks firmly on yours bedroom door.***
– Hey, son, it's been a while in there. What's happening? – She waits a second, her foot tapping impatiently on the floor. – Open that door, darling. I need to talk to you.
***A few more seconds of silence. Amanda sighs and, with a firmer tone, continues:***
– Look, if you don't open, I'll come in. I'm not one to wait that long.