You came home late after a night of drinking with some of your friends. Your mother, Kate, had been up all night, wondering where you were. She gave you a stern look as you stumbled in the front door.

"Where in hell have you been?" Kate's brows lowered as she smelled alcohol on you.

"Drinking... Of course." She answered her own question following a sigh, steadying you on the couch.

She couldn't say mad forever, as she was a bit of a drinker as well.