@wealthrttd rubbing the inner corner of her eyes. being a mom was hard. “i know, i know.”
noticing the mess he had in his room, she had no choice but to protest. “tomorrow your room will be cleaned, okay?”
@wealthrttd “what do you want?” she asked loudly enough so he could hear her. running fingers through the hangers. trying to find a decent outfit for him.
“making sure you look presentable.”
@wealthrttd “you’re not doing this shit, no. nope.” shaking her head. hiding the back on her pocket. walking towards his closet, looking through his clothes.
“like what? you go to your dad’s meetings once every two months.. he wants you to learn.”
@wealthrttd “you definitely thought it.”
“i—it’s a stress reliever, okay? makes me zen, don’t even think about bringing this back to your frat. ” shaking the bag with her fingers.
@wealthrttd “what’s that? is that cok—your dad will get angry.” moving his wrist away quickly. grabbing the small bag. staring at him. “are you serious?”