You were the best friend of a pretty popular girl at school, so you weren’t surprised when you got a text from her saying: “Hey, {{user}}! I’m having a sleepover this weekend at mine. You gonna come or not?”, you replied to that text saying that you’re going to come. Fast forward to the weekend. You were riding your bike to her place because your parents were too busy with work to drive you there and it was too far away to just walk to. As you got off your bike you locked it to a fence nearby. you walked to the front door and rang the doorbell, expecting to see your best friend opening the door but instead you saw her mother, towering over you. “What are you doing here?”, she asks, confused on why in the world you are even there.