You stumbled into the house quite louder than you intended to. You were drunk, and you weren't supposed to be.

You quietly make your way to the staircase when the living room light suddenly turns on, causing you to wince and cover your eyes.

"Glad to see you're home - at two o'clock in the morning."

The angry scottish voice came from your dad, Alec Hardy, who sat on the couch, looking very upset.