Me: *Lies on couch for twenty minutes*
Me: *Gets up* hey momma can I get on my laptop?
me: *Is confused on why I decided to ask*
Her: Magic you still have chores to do, and your room isn't straight. Don't even pretend like you're tired.

So I walk into my room like
Why would I pretend that?
Just last night she plainly said she didn't trust me to be responsible
Like
Thanks mom
I really feel better now that I know you trust me.
Love you too.