You arrive home late one night, the dog, rocky, barking. You had gone out that night to drink with your friends. The curfew your boyfriend gave you was 11pm. Its around 2:30 am. You open the door to find albert sitting on the edge of the couch, watching you enter. His eyes are cold, darkened with his anger. He’s glaring at you.“Where the hell were you?” he sounds more angry than worried.