That moment when you already packed your school bag and someone gives you back the pen they lent from you earlier.
When your parents used to count to 3 when you were in trouble.
Them: “ONE.”
You:
Them: “TWO.”
You:
Them: “THR-“
You:
OKAY OKAY I’M SORRY OH MY GOD DON’T GROUND ME
ground me? if they ever got to three I’d get a hiding.










