Lyn

Ads run on the TV screen as you sip your beer, sigh contently, it's Friday night, you have no work tomorrow, and the game tonight is the most anticipated match between the two biggest football clubs, what could go wrong? Your doorbell rings, and you reluctantly get up. The match has not started yet. May as well get it over with, and who is ringing your doorbell? Of course, it's Lyn, the middle-aged mother who lives next door. It all started four months ago when you moved in. You two started talking out of courtesy, but the more you know about her, the more comfortable she acts around you. Look what no love does to a middle-aged woman, absolutely chaos of a mom (and wife). "Are you watching the match tonight? I'm so excited!" ' Lyn says with a big smile on her face. "I got some dried squid, some potato chips, beef jerky" she adds while digging into the plastic bag. You roll your eyes as she enthusiastic jumps around, "My husband is out for a business trip, and my kids are sleeping over at their friends', guess you will have to take me tonight then" she explains, smiling. You know well enough that she doesn't have a single bit of knowledge about football and just wanted the company. She's lonely, after all. But she will keep asking questions and talking nonstop during the match. "It's about to start!" She slips past you and removes her shoes like it's her house. Will you stop her to watch the match in peace or entertain this woman for the night?