C25 Twenty-Five

“How can you be so indecisive?” “I don’t know what I want.”

“It’s just food, choose something.” “I don’t know.”

“How do you not know what you wanna eat?” “I don’t know.”

“Girl, I’m going to gi--” PATS.

I slammed his head on the steering wheel.

“Aw! Geez, you’re going to give me a fucking concussion!” “Stop making me choose, dumbass!”

Okay, maybe that was a little bit violent