Milo and his parents once again went through the tradition of allowing his father to descend the stairs first followed by his mother and finally himself. They sat at the table in the same places they did everyday for every meal. The whole family so neat and so orderly, no one every stepped out of line, no one ever dared. The order was quite peaceful and beneficial at times, and Milo figured that this lifestyle fit his parents well. They were not adventurous people, they liked the high-class, noble life.<br/><br/>Milo had lived in this strict system all his life and never had a problem with it. But lately, since he had started college, he found that he began to tire of it. He knew people who went skydiving on the weekends, some who spent their time skateboarding, and those whose hobby was to paint. When his friends asked what he did, they were disappointed to find that he spent his time studying or accompanying his parents to fancy parties.<br/><br/>The family sat quietly at the table. The food would be served soon and dinner would proceed quietly.