Joe and his mother reached home. Although a mansion, it was nothing when compared with the one they were coming from.
"Mom. How long are we going to stay here?" Joe asked with some irritation.
"Why do you ask. Don't you like it here, you can make new friends easily compared to the Munati Camp kids who only stay inside." Joe's mother said with a smile.
"I can't hang out with these low lives...". "JOE! Don't say that " His mother rebuked him.
He then went inside and his mother followed.
"Mom it's kinda hot in here, is the air-conditioning broken or what?" After noticing his mother smile he said" Don't tell me that the house doesn't have it "
"I guess,I won't " After saying this, his mother headed towards her bedroom.
He went to his supposed bedroom. He was about to turn around thinking it was the guest room because of how cheap it looked but he saw his belongings there and since things were turning sour, he wasn't that surprised.
He threw himself on his bed, reached for his phone and connected to the WI-FI , except it wasn't connecting to any WI-FI.
He then called his mother to tell her that the WI-FI connection wasn't working.
" Hello. Mom...." Before he could continue, his mother hung up and shortly after knocked on his door.
"Joe. This house isn't as big as the other one, so why not just come and say what you want to say without wasting airtime and being lazy?" Joe's mother said with frustration.
"Since when have we ever cared about wasting airtime, we do this all the time." He said with slight surprise.
"Just say what you wanted to say over the phone" she replied with annoyance.
"The Wifi isn't working" He plainly said.
"Just use mobile data." His mother said.
"Mobile data?" Joe asked with a frown
"But...." "We don't have wifi here " Joe's mother interrupted.
AFTER A WHILE
"Jj. Supper" Joe's mother called.
"With such a bad day, I think food will make me feel better." Joe sighed in relief.
Joe looked at the food and said "why am I not surprised...?" He sat silently while eating. He wasn't used to eating simple meals but what choice did he have, he was starving and it was late.
His mother was conversing with him, but his replies were one worded. After finishing his meal, he bid his mother good night.
On his bed he thought to himself " What went wrong? Could this get any worse?"