Whenever i get back from my nights out, my mom is fucking hysterical. She sniffs my cloths, smells my breathe, my fingers and everything for smoke...alcohol...etc. She knows i hang out with smokers, so it's natural for me to smell like smoke, right?
But everytime i get back she asks me: "did you smoke"? And i just can't stand it because i don't smoke cigarettes, and i told her thousands of times. But she just doesn't seem to trust me.
What can i do?
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