It's 5.24am and my father just left. He's leaving for China at 8am.
Me: Eh, pa. What time are you leaving?
Pa: Five. Flight at eight.
Me: Oh. (thinks to self: cool. We can go airport.)
Ya whatever. I thought it was in the evening. So what. And don't ask why my father is going to China. Definetely not Sichuan. And I failed my spelling.
