Angry

Charlie and Alice were lounging on their cozy couch, engrossed in a captivating movie when the doorbell resonated through the living room. Startled, they exchanged puzzled glances before rising to their feet in unison. With hesitant steps, they approached the front door where a familiar figure awaited them. It was Mrs. Thompson, Charlie's mother, standing on their doorstep with a warm smile on her face.

"You're here again, Mrs. Thompson," Charlie uttered, a hint of sarcasm lacing his words as he welcomed his mother inside.

Chuckling softly, Mrs. Thompson quirked an eyebrow at her son. "Why can't I visit my son's house again? Is that a problem?" she inquired, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

"Why should you visit without an invitation?" Alice chimed in, joining the conversation with a playful tone, adding a touch of levity to the slightly tense moment.

Alice, who had been sitting in the living room, observing the exchange between Charlie and his mother, calmly interjected, her voice s