""Mom, can I go outside and play?" asked Timmy, peeking around the doorframe with hope in his eyes. "Not yet, Timmy. Just five more minutes. I need to finish up some work," replied his mother, her eyes glued to the computer screen. Timmy sighed and flopped back onto the couch. The rain outside painted a dreary picture on the windows, blurring the line between the real world and the cartoony game on