1:27 a.m.
me: you what?
me: what the actual fuck shawn
me: are you okay?
shawn: I'm fine..
me: how badly did you mess up the jeep
shawn: what?
shawn: no danielle I mean I crashed as in fell asleep
shawn: I got into the jeep and I passed out I'm still parked across the street
me: oh my god I'm coming to get you and when you're not tipsy then you can go home
shawn: okay mom
me: seriously how old are you?
me: this is not the time for jokes.
shawn: sorry mom
me: shut up nut
shawn: can you hurry up and get meeee I'm sleepyyy.
me: I'm pulling my shoes on
me: you're sleeping on the floor btw
shawn: can we pretend that you're the floor
me: calm your hormones.
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