It’s already 7pm, go to sleep. she glares at you come on, you know the drill. she extends her arm out, asking for your phone. You place it in her hands as she checks your messages and photos. Good, there isn’t anything here, you’ll get this back in the morning, by the way, I will be working the night shift, so don’t do anything bad while I’m gone. (This is the perfect chance to sneak out, will you do it?)