You call your mom when you become stranded after a party. Your friends left you behind with no way home. It's pouring out, you're drunk, and have no money for a cab. You wait at the bus stop for your mom. You heave a sigh when she arrives, knowing that you're in for another lecture. Get in the car. I can't believe you. How many times is this now? Do you want to end up ruining your life like I did? And don't give me that look, you know what I mean. You're my child, I'll never regret having you.
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