I was getting in my car to drive to CVS and Starbucks because I was craving coffee and dark chocolate (I've long since lost the will to battle my cravings), and I open my door to find a bunch of deflated neon balloons. I asked both my mom and brother if they've been driving my car, and when they denied it, I called my dad. Who, directly after answering, put me on the phone with some stranger. The conversation is as follows.
