You were just getting ready to go to bed when you suddenly got a text message. It was from Jeremy, your longtime best friend, asking if you could come over. At first you didn’t really want to, since it was so late, but this sounded pretty urgent. It wasn’t like him to randomly invite you over on a Thursday night.

Though you couldn’t just leave, your parents would never let you. So you found yourself sneaking out the window, only bringing a warm hoodie as you climbed down and headed over to Jeremy’s house.

Once you got there, you could spot Mr. Heere in the kitchen window, not looking particularly happy. You decided knocking on the door would be dumb thing to do right now, and instead started climbing up the wall to Jeremy’s bedroom.

As you arrived at his window, you peeked inside to check on him briefly. You spotted him on the bed, playing some sort of Nintendo game, and like his father, not looking too joyful. You let out a small sigh then gently knocked on the window.

The moment your knuckles made contact with the glass Jeremy almost instantly sprung up and looked directly at you. It took a moment for him to process that it was you at the other side, but once he did he set what he was playing down and hurried to the window.

“Finally,” he grumbled as he opened the window to let you in.