You’re my princess, my beautiful girl.

Dinner

• *Bro and Dad talking about their tennis game today.*
• Me: you know, you guys should bring A___ to one of your games on sunday. He plays during the week too.
• Carlo: yeah, he's beast apparently.
• Mom: oh yeah huh, I remember they say he's really good
• Dad: Who's A____?
• Mom: the spanish guy that came last sunday with the youth
• Carlo: the one with the arms
• Dad: Oh right, the one that's trying to court you? the one always sticking to you? *looks at me with an awkward smile*
• *awkward pause*
• Me: *awkward smile* Don't worry ... uh.. he's cool. don't worry.
• Carlo: uh yeah, he's quiet and a really good..guy..?
• Mom: he's shy, and good and he plays tennis, invite him to tennis
• Me: he might beat you guys, just sayin hahahhaha jk or am i?
• Dad: *thinks for a moment and nods* Okay I want to play him.
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• haha, the conversations we have during dinner are way too awkward for me.
• I love my family anyway.. Especially when my mom and bro try to defend me.. LOL.