On my phone, english is my first language but I'm bad at it, all those things.

My ma and I have been eating a lot of burgers recently, getting rid of meat before it goes bad. We don't typically have beef in the house, we use ground turkey. It basically tastes the same with the right spices. I have a little body malfunction that makes it hard to digest rest meat. It will result in extreme abdominal pain, lethargy and a few other things. Not something to mess with if the burger isn't worth it. (Don't judge me, I'll take the risk for one specific burger.)

Apparently my ma had bought some beef a while back and hadn't told me. It'd been buried in the deep freeze like everything else. She found it, decided to make burgers again with the plan of taking one to work. She did not tell me this. I was in the next room. She left the second buger on the counter and went to her room, didn't say a word. Of course I thought she left it for me!

When she came out later to no second burger, she thought the dog ate it. I'm not gonna let my fluffy homie take the fall so I told her I did, I thought she made it for me like every other time. She went pale and informed me of the mixup. My happy burger time was abruptly cut short by dread. There's not much I can do at that point besides wait.

And waiting I am. It's been ten hours. There's no way I'm getting any sleep tonight with how bad this is.

TL;DR - I made an impulse decision and my doctor won't be happy.