“Hey mum…” I messaged.
“Hey my munchkin (which is my nickname) how are you doing?” replied mum.
“Uhm, good I guess, I mean I am losing money from my work and I was wondering if you could come pick me up…” I replied, scared that she would deny.
“Of course, but what are you gonna do, to get fired?” said mum, confused.
“I’ll say that I uh…that this work is awful and I don’t want to be here anymore.”
“I’m on my way there bye!” said mum.
“Alright, I’ll see you in a couple of minutes, bye” I replied excitedly.