What's my age again?

No, I haven't been a bum. I've actually been doing proper stuff. Typing this from the office as I rest my eyes from the computer for a bit (this doesn't count as skiving). I've just committed myself to a two-day work week at le dad and mom's office and today's my second day. The office is as still as the heartbeat rate monitor of a corpse. I don't like offices and the formality of it. But I find comfort in the fact that my mom is smiling more than usual. She probably hates this lifeless place as well. She was so happy to have me as her lunch partner and to make me tea although it should be vice versa. So this is what being an adult feels like... No wonder Peter Pan refused to leave Neverland.