So one day, a few months ago, I came home from school. It had been a very stressful day for me. There was drama going on between me, my ex, and my best friend, and it had taken a toll on me that day.
Well
am I about to get my day made?
yes.
I walk into the kitchen, pulling a cranberry juice bottle out of the fridge. I wipe my eyes, mascara smudging on my sleeve.
I let out a sigh and my brother comes into the kitchen hugging me.
Soon we are joined by my stepdad, who hugs me as well. He asks if I'm okay. I say yes, I'm fine.
He kisses the top of my head and asks me, "Wanna Netflix and chill?" I push him away.
"WHAT?! DON"T EVER SAY THAT TO ME AGAIN" I'm disgusted, but I'm aware that he obviously doesn't know what the term means.
"Why?" He asks, completely confused.
"Chris, That means HAVE SEX"
I sigh and remind myself that I love my family...
So yeah. that happened.
