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Dad (after the saleswoman leaves): Listen, Dylane, I understand that you're disappointed, but I'd really like your help to get through all this. Me (trying to clean the milk stain on my sweater): What frustrates me the most is that you didn't ask our opinion! We could have found a solution together. Dad (sighing): Your bank account is empty, Dylane. I can't see how you would have managed to pay off my debts. Me (raising my head, insulted): It's not empty!!! Dad (raising an eyebrow): Oh no? How much is in it, then? Twenty grand? Me (embarrassed): Well... not that much. About five bucks... Dad: Anyway, the contract is signed. The first viewing is on Sunday. Besides, you should clean your room to welcome the first visi... Me (without letting him finish his sentence): What?! Because I'm going to have to clean for them too??? Dad: Would you prefer strangers to see your underwear lying around everywhere, perhaps? Me: No, but... Cream puff! It's annoying! And I went and locked myself in my room with those words. Of course I'm going to fall, but... but it's still crap. I love this house. This is where I was born. This is where I grew up.