"So, my mom wants me to bring you over for dinner. And since we've been together for seven months, I think it's appropriate."
"Course. I've always wanted to meet your parents." He smiled and pecked my lips.
"I love you."
"I love you too." I got up and got dressed, a simple skirt and crop top. "Can you help me with my tights?"
"As long as I can touch your butt." I giggled and he helped with the black rights. I pulled on all black vans and smiled.
"Let me beat my face and then we can leave."
"Beat your what?"
"My face." Thirty minutes later, my face was perfect and I was living for my Jeffree Star highlighter. We went to his parents house and I greeted them.
"Your makeup is beautiful!" She said.
"Thank you." I replied.
"Come help me in the kitchen, Josh." She said.
"I got it. He'll burn the house down."