here's the story...

this is my life
  • ask me anything
  • submit a post
    Follow on Bloglovin
  • rss
  • archive
  • Blindsided

    Preface: On my way out to a big event

    Emma: When are you leaving?

    Tracey: Now, I’m super late!

    Emma: Why?

    Tracey: (Putting on jacket) It took me forever to get ready.

    Emma: Have fun.

    Tracey: Don’t I look cute?!

    Emma: No. I was about to tell you to go change.

    …followed by…

    Tracey:  I’m late and I have to leave!

    Mom: Why are you still home?

    Tracey: Emma’s slowing me down!

    Mom: Ignore her.

    Tracey: Thanks, see you later!

    Mom: Are you wearing that?!

    Tracey: What!? What’s wrong with it?

    Mom: …nothing. It’s fine.

    Emma:(calling from upstairs) It’s not.

    Tracey: WTF!

    Mom: It’s fine! It doesn’t matter what you look like!

    Tracey: Thanks. (Goes to change)

    • 1 year ago
    • 1 notes
© 2010–2013 here's the story...