I slip out of my room as quietly as possible, willing the floorboards not to creak as I sneak into the living room. Of course you’re sitting on the couch watching tv, of course you are. I know there’s no way you’d let me go out tonight dressed like I am, with this crop top and booty shorts that show me off, I’m trying to go to a party. I tiptoe across the room and just as I’m about to make it to the door, the floor creaks beneath me. I grimace, waiting for the lecture that I know is coming.