Dale wakes up in the worst way ever, a phone call from his mom.
"What?" He sleepily groans when she speaks into the phone, barely hiding the irritation out of his voice.
"Were you asleep, Dale, I'm sorry, I didn't know." She says in a gloating voice and Dale can easily tell that she's lying through her teeth.
"Mom. what do you want?" He asks impatiently, his sleep ruined.
"Don't sound so upset, Dale, I just called to say hi." She continues in that sly tone. "You didn't even call to ask if I got back alright and it's nearly been a week."
Dale just listens to her ramble, knowing that she called this early on a Saturday just to try and figure out if there was anyone in his bed.
"You sound okay enough, besides I called dad… Is there any other reason you disturbed my sleep?"
Her offended gasp makes him roll his eyes, her trying to play the victim was an old act and right now all he had to offer her was irritation and anger.
