I was in a pinch here. My mom didn't seem to empathize with my situation. A new plan was required: my step-dad. Maybe if I laid on the charm, I could convince him to help me out.
I sidled up to my step-dad and clutched his arm in what I hoped was a cute and sultry, not creepy kind of way. "Daddy?" I said trying to get his attention. He grunted to let me know that he'd heard me. "Can you help me with a teensy-weensy problem that I'm having?"
"What is it, sweetie?" he asked me.
"Well," I responded, "mom told me that nobody packed me anything. I'm worried. Won't I need clothes or something?"
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