Mom: Here’s the cue-cards you asked me to buy you
Tracey: OMG THANKS!
Mom: … no problem…
Tracey: And they have lines on the front!
Tracey: and they’re blank on the back!!
Tracey: OMG and they’re on a coil!
Mom: are you okay?
Tracey: Mom look! They can be detached from a rip out line!
Mom: Yes, that’s why I bought them?
Tracey: Feel this coil!
Tracey: This is amazing!
Mom: …let me see your eyes!
Tracey: Mom do you see this rip out line? Isn’t it the best thing you’ve ever seen?!
Mom: Look at me.
Mom: LOOK AT ME!
Tracey: *Looks at mom* WTF what?!?
Mom: Are you on drugs!?
Tracey: What?! No i’m studying for an exam wtf?
Mom: You’re on drugs. Let me see your eyes.
Tracey: What are you talking about?
*Mom picks up the phone*
Mom: Mike (my dad), I think Tracey’s taken something. What is it they say? Extacy? Or that methamphetamine stuff?!
Dad: *On speaker* Tracey, why is your mom telling me you’re taking drugs. We thought better of you!
Tracey: I haven’t taken drugs, I don’t know WTF she’s talking about!
Dad: *to mom* Why do you think she’s on something? How’s she behaving?
Mom: She’s become obsessed with cue cards, telling me to touch the coil and weird things.
Tracey: I was happy I got cue cards!
Mom: You’re telling me this is normal behaviour?
Tracey: YES! WTF.
Mom: Wow, you’re really sad.
Dad: You really need to get a life.
Mom: Maybe you should take drugs.