Okay, so-
My mom and dad were in the living room talking about my dad's workplace and all the drama going on there. I was unloading the dishwasher while eavesdropping on their conversation. When they were in the middle of their little chit-chat, I interrupted with,
"You girls gossiping?"
In which my mother laughed, my father, however, did not. He simply looks at me and said-
"wHO YOU CALLIN' A GIRL?!"
I smirked and replied with a
"No one."
He then continued with-
"You ever hear a girl with a voice like this?"
Keep in mind, my father has quite the masculine, gruff voice, and I, a female, reluctantly received that genetic somewhat. With that I replied,
"Yes." In a melodic tone with a smile on my face. My father had given an absurd reaction to my answer but relaxed soon after. Out of curiosity, I assume, he asked,
"Is she gay?"
I reply with a simple,
"Maybe... Why not ask her yourself?"
He looked back at me and said,
"Who's she?"
I smiled devilishly,
"ME!"
Both I and my mom burst out laughing, leaving my dad with a disappointed smile on his face.
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Personal Diary
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