ENJOYING THE RIDE (ASMR)

ASMR. It’s 2003. Your parents just picked you up from practice. They ask if you have any homework but you’re checking phone messages and you absentmindedly tell them no. Your mom tells you that you’re on that thing way too much and you need to put it away at dinner because she feels you don’t tell her anything anymore. She’s kind of right. You’re thinking about (your crushes name here) and their knee skin. They grew more since last week. You find a new freckle on your arm. You hate it.