I’VE told my parents earlier that I am going on a date tonight. Even if I am already 25 years old, I still have to let my parents know where I am going. I still live with them, so it just makes sense.
When I came downstairs, Joseph was already sitting on the couch getting interrogated by my dad. When they saw me, they both got up and looked at me with their mouths wide open.
Emmy: “Uhm, dad, are you being nice to my guest?”
Dad: “Of course. You know I’m nice. I’m a cool dad.”
I chuckled as I heard that. My mom came walking out from the kitchen with a glass of juice.
Mom: “Wow, you look great.”
My mom went ahead and laid the juice on the table in front of Joseph. I looked at him and said “Hi Joseph.”
Joseph: “Uhm, hi. Is that really you, Emmy?”
Emmy: “Yeah. Why?”
Joseph: “Uhm, you
