TW, Small vent-

(Yeah sorry, just kinda wanted to get this out)

My dad (who can be scary AF and nice AF):

"Why don't you sit in the front seat of the car to keep me company anymore?"

Me: "oh, I just like the backseat, lol"

That's not actually it...

(Let me explain a bit more)

(One day, I had a shit ton of missing assignments and my dad was in a bad mood, I sat up front with him and on the way to school in the car, he continued to shout at me about how I could do better, and what scared me the most is that I was right next to him and I couldn't move anywhere)

(Thankfully, when we actually got to my school he let me spend a couple minutes in the car so I could calm down)

(I don't think he meant to do this but jeez, parents can be scary AF sometimes...)

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