"Nothing's wrong," you say, your face relaxed and unconcerned. "There's nothing I'm particularly stressed out about."
Your mom's eyebrows go up in surprise, but not disbelief. "Oh," she says. "Well, that's good. You sure?"
"Yeah," you say, nodding. "Everything's fine. We're just going to eat some breakfast and figure out what we're going to do the rest of the day."
"Okay. Well, let me know if you need anything or want to talk about, you know, stuff."
"I will," you say, and as you head back to your friends, you can hear it in your mom's voice as she chats with one of the cooks that she is sufficiently relieved. Bullet dodged.
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