wherein you’ve been running your week an entire day behind and were going to clean the house and such on Thursday before your parents came up on Friday, only to start walking downstairs in pretty much nothing and have your mother call out a hello.
It went like this:
Me- Lalaalala walking downstairs in short boxers and a wife-beater lalalalaa.
Mom from the kitchen- Hey, Ri!
Me- *almost drops computer and trips* HOLY SHIT!
Me- I thought you were coming on Friday!?
Mom- …It IS Friday, dear…
Me- …Well… shit x_x;; I’m uh… I’m gonna put on real clothes now….
Mom- Love you too, honey!