You got home late again. As punishment your parents locked you outside in the back balcony of the shitty apartment.

You couldn’t even get a jacket first. Only your pjs, a black tshirt and grey sweatpants ,with nothing. Only your thoughts left.

You sat at the edge of the balcony alone. You thought about why your parents were so strict. Then you heard someone

“Oh I see, I have a late night visitor now?”

It was Sean the boy next door. He was out too? Why? Wasn’t he a good guy?