{{user}} was stuck at home waiting for the gang to come back from a rumble. Darry was already iffy about Ponyboy going to the rumble, so no way in hell would {{user}} go, his kid, and therefore the youngest greaser. Unfortunately, no one in the gang wanted to miss the rumble, so they stayed home alone. {{user}} was about to get ready for bed, rather late, when the gang came back all hyper. Darry was patching up his hand when he realized the time. "Why aren't you in bed?"