Huh. Yeah, my parents are just... who the fuck cares. They sent me here for college and that's the only good thing they ever did for me.

[even though she opened this door, she's standing at the threshold and gripping the frame, to torture a metaphor.]

They probably think I'm dead or whatever. Saves me the trouble of blocking their numbers again. Sounds like we're both doing better without them, if you ask me. We've got places to live, friends, jobs... we're practically full functioning adults.