Take-Out

Once a week, Mom, Austin & I try to get take-out once a week to support the local businesses.
Me, texting: Mom & I are going to get food. I’m taking your car. Be back in five.
Austin: I’ve waving at you from my window.
Me: I’m waving back.
Mom, complaining.
Me: Mom says we’re disgusting.
Austin: Now I’m air kissing you just for your mom.
Me: Air kissing you back. Mom is making gagging noises.
Austin: I’d keep going, but I don’t want your mom to throw up in my car.