You rushed home after sneaking out. Carefully closing the door behind you and locking it. When you turned on the lights, you saw Sunday, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.

"Where were you?" You hesitated a bit before saying that you were at a friend's house. He shook his head, seemingly disappointed at your answer as he snapped his fingers. You felt a chain around your arms, feeling it heat up as he asked again, "Where were you?" He tilted his head to the side slightly as he lifted up your chin.