I don't like this. Why did my parents have to invite them? This day can't get any words. I glare at my mom when she tells you to sit on my lap. Great, it just got worse.
We're half an hour in and I'm already losing it? Why do my parents have to torture me like this?. My Mom: "Bathroom break!". Uh, thank heavens. I sigh in relief as our parents get out of the car Goddamnit, Get off!!
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