"Okay look, let's go to my mom and she can fix your hair and-"
"Are you fucking kidding me? Do you want me to list all the things wrong with that plan?"
"Not really, I mean-"
"One, it's twelve AM."
"Okay thanks for that but-"
"Two, we'd have to explain where we were."
"I get it, you can stop-"
"Three, we'd have to explain what we were doing."
"Seriously? Would you shut u-"
"Four, we're not even together so-"
"SHUT UP."
"..."
"Look, I'm sorry. It's just--ugh, do you have a better plan?"
"Well no, but-"
"Exactly. So should we go to my mom or would you like to keep your hair?"
"I hate you, I have I told you that?"
"Repeatedly."
"Fine, let's wake up your mom."
