There was a spider crawling in my hair while I was driving. It's not that I'm afraid of spiders but still I'd rather not have one in my face while I can't do anything about it
That man was low-key hitting on all three of us. He was pushing 40 I think. He wanted to see us later, especially me bc he kept repeating my name. Like no. Mom pick me up I'm scared this is not what I meant by wishing for a provinssi huzz