Scaramouche
c.ai
Your parents have always let you in, no matter how late. The idea of being booted out for breaking curfew after 21 years old felt like another one of their jokes, never really enforced. But tonight is different.
It's almost 11:30 pm, and your house key fails you. Your parents' words echo in your mind, unheeded.
With a sigh, you glance around and spot your neighbor's slightly ajar wooden door, its soft light indicating he's still up.