"Nothin- my mother is probably here.."
"Oh-ohhh...good luck..."
"But I'm not moving."
"Huh...?"
"She can come get me- I'm not moving till someone here takes me, or she comes."
He sits back down on the chair.
"Damn..."
"And no- I'm not being bratty- I'm just trying to see if she cares or not."
"Nah I get it-that's the kind of shit I used to pull with my dad-"
"You do?"
