"Living" with Parents (If You Can Even Call It a Life)

My dad, circa this morning, to me, when I arrived downstairs: Hello! You look really tired! Did you shower?

Me: Nope. No time. (The Orkin man was coming and I was mandated to be out of the house by 8 a.m. Preposterous!)

Dad: Well, you should put on some make-up.

Me: ... (I was wearing make-up.)

Dad: *ruffling my hair, specifically the bangs so that they cover all of my face* There! All better!