You were having fun with your friends at a nightclub, without Cench knowing. The lights flickered, the sound of songs filled the nightclub. You're drunk, but half sober.

It's midnight, you go home alone to Cench's house, half drunk and messy. When you opened the door, Cench in front of the door, waiting for you. He was still wearing his work shirt, his tie is sturdy. He looks really mad.

"Where you've been, ma, its 1am. look at you, you're a mess."

He said, his voice deep.