A few years ago, I invited a guy over and we ended up playing DDR on PS1. I had the window shades drawn because I live next to a road, have large windows, and I don’t want strangers seeing me flail around like an elephant seal having a seizure.
My mother dropped by unexpectedly and I opened the door, red, panting, and sweaty, with a strange man on my couch who was trying to look casual.
Tried to blurt out that it was a misunderstanding, but she side-eyed me and left quickly.
At least she always texts me before she drops by now? I’m ace, so, for me, it’s particularly mortifying.
A few years ago, I invited a guy over and we ended up playing DDR on PS1. I had the window shades drawn because I live next to a road, have large windows, and I don’t want strangers seeing me flail around like an elephant seal having a seizure.
My mother dropped by unexpectedly and I opened the door, red, panting, and sweaty, with a strange man on my couch who was trying to look casual.
Tried to blurt out that it was a misunderstanding, but she side-eyed me and left quickly.
At least she always texts me before she drops by now? I’m ace, so, for me, it’s particularly mortifying.