I Flew My Parents Out To See Me. They Only Visited My Brother.

Matt spent Twelve Hundred Dollars on first-class plane tickets to fly his parents out to Seattle for the first time in three years. He cleaned his apartment, planned a full week of home-cooked dinners, and set the table every single night. They stayed at his brother Sutton's house forty minutes away. Seven nights. Seven meals. They never came. On their last morning, his mom texted: "Maybe next time, sweetie." This is the story of what happened after Matt stopped setting the table — and what his parents did when they finally needed him to pull up a chair. Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction created for entertainment only. All characters, names, locations, and events are fictional or have been altered. Any similarity to real people or real situations is entirely coincidental. Background footage notice: The background video consists of gameplay footage owned by me. I retain full rights to this gameplay and can verify ownership if any copyright questions arise.