Two.

We’re late.

I waited for you to finish putting your make-up on.

I remind you of the time.

You said five more minutes. You also said that twenty minutes ago.

Ten minutes later, we got in your car.

You in the driver seat while I’m riding shotgun.

You fix the rear view mirror and look at your reflection.

You put your seatbelt on.

Before we left, you whipped out your phone and took a dozen pictures of yourself.

We’re late.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s