I'm sat upstairs - he's downstairs killing zombies and shouting at people through his headset.
about 15 minutes ago - fyi it's 3 am here now
He comes running upstairs.....
" mum, mum only have a guess what, you just should be so proud of me "
Yes, this may not the best grammar but this is how he speaks, and when excited as he clearly was he's inclined to get a bit less coherent - still it's an improvement on the rest of the time when he tends to just grunt at me. Well unless there's a
" what ?"
"I've only gone and done it"
He's beaming, and I know he chats to real friends in blow - the - zombies - brains - out world.
I'm expecting at the very least he's got a date. But possibly this job he's been on about.
"What's happened ?"
"I'm actually now one of the top ranking players in the world at zombie call of black ops killers"
Well I don't rememeber what the fucking games called do I. But hey, good to know all them hours and hours sat up playing it until 5am weren't in vain.
"Oh great, and this is gonna help you get on in the world how....? "
"How is this gonna help look after me in my old age.....?"
Back to the drawing board, actually I've been considering
Is 24 past the legal age ? He's not very tall, if I made him shave his beard off I reckon he'd pass for 16.