"Youâre definitely asking the wrong person," he said, smirking a bit as she readjusted his sweater. "Okay, Mom, I think my shirt looks fine," he muttered, but he let her fix his hair. "You keep doing that, I might just purr." He did, however, break away and grab his glasses (because who wanted to bother with contacts right now?) and his keys, before also grabbing her hand. "Talk to Aaron when we get there, we can make last minute changes," he said over his shoulder before getting into his car.
She loved it when he wore his glasses. He could think he was the lamest person in history with them on, but she always thought Seth looked charming with them. "Hey, but I'm not done with your hair-" Diana teased, grinning and following him when he took his hand then walked to his car. After all the instruments were safely inside, she sat down in the passenger's seat and buckled up. "But fine. Aaron's gotta have some ideas. I mean, if he takes some time off yelling at us and accusing us of sleeping together. Did I show you that text he sent me last time I spent the night?"
