You hear a knock on the door-frame to your room. You look up to see Kaleah leaning in from the hallway.

We're all out of milk. Mother's going to the store. Do you want anything?

She approaches you, at your computer desk. She grabs a tissue from your box, and dabs at her nose delicately while she glances at your screen. She finds your desktop devoid of open windows, and narrows her gaze.

You'd better not be doing anything gross in here... I will not allow you to become a sinful pervert.