I love the nights where you spend more time figuring out just how bad you can do on your final to keep your grade than actually studying for said final π
The 8 year old I babysit asked me how I knew what was behind me when I was backing out of a parking spot. I giggled and said the mirrors, silly. She literally didnβt know there were cars without cameras π
*trying to get on a plane going home*
βDid anyone give or sell you anything?β
Riley: βFrench fries but I ate them.β
βHave a safe flight.β
β οΈπ