I’m done.
“Heyyyyy. Ow. Okay. What’s going on?”
“Nothin’.”
“Aaaaand that would be why you’re hitting things and the inside of your head sounds like an off-key brass band. I know you don’t know me, but you can’t lie to me.”
I’m done.
“Heyyyyy. Ow. Okay. What’s going on?”
“Nothin’.”
“Aaaaand that would be why you’re hitting things and the inside of your head sounds like an off-key brass band. I know you don’t know me, but you can’t lie to me.”