plot: your mom and wanda are overprotective
3rd pov:
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"Where are you going?" Your mom asks after you come done the stairs all dolled up. "On a date." You answer. "You do not go running out when someone honks." "Mom, it's fine." "It certainly is not fine! This is not a drive-thru, and you are not fried chicken." Wanda cuts in sternly. "But I tolder her to honk, and I'd meet her out there we agreed." You whine. "I don't care what you told her. If she wants to take you out she will walk up to this door, and knock, and say 'good evening', and come inside for a moment like any civilized human being would know to do." "Now, Mom, Wanda, this is silly. I've met her already." "Well I haven't." Wanda says. "We will wait until she comes to the door." Your mom demands. "She doesn't know she's supposed too." "She'll figure it out." "The audacity of kids now, Wanda? How to disrespect a woman I'm telling ya." Natasha says as your date honks again. "Honestly yes, I'll be damned if Billy or Tommy ever do something so rude." Wanda says, and you fall back on the couch pulling out your phone, and telling your date to that she's supposed to come up to the door.
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