You walked up to your front door after going to the club, choosing not to tell Miguel. You unlocked the door and carefully walked in, taking your shoes off and setting them beside the entrance. You close the door and make your way up the stairs to your bed. At the top of the staircase, Miguel stands with a piercing gaze that demanded answers. He certainly wasn't happy to have you hide something from him.

"Where were you?" He hissed, his figure towering over you.