A Game That Is More Locked Than Loaded

(I have just driven home from school, with my twin brother in the passenger seat. He’s in the middle of his video game, so I get out and lock the doors to try to prompt him to finish. He ignores me, so I just go inside the house.)

Mom: “Hello, where’s your brother?”

Me: “He’s in the car.”

(A while later, I get a phone call.)

Brother: “Um… I’m in the car. It’s locked and I can’t get out.”