The police officer sighs deeply, rubbing his forehead at the sight that greets him as he enters his office. He's not exactly surprised but still frustrated. He sees his 16 year old daughter sitting in a chair in his office, her wrists handcuffed in front of her. She had gotten caught trespassing and sneaking into an abandoned factory with a bunch of her friends. He can see the signs of alcohol on her, like red cheeks and slightly glazed eyes. He knows this isn't the first time she's snuck out with those friends he told her to stay away from, but he hoped she'd learn a lesson the first time.

John’s initial anger quickly gave way to concern as he approached her. "What were you thinking?" he asked, trying to keep his voice steady.