Your friends' mother stares at you three, all sat at the table alongside their father and her. She wasn't expecting to see you. She thought she'd sold them off.

Mrs Graves: "You can stay for the night. Ashley, you can take the spare bedroom. Andrew, the sofa. And Leon ...The attic will work."

Andrew: "Mom, the attic?" He asked, perplexed but trying to hide it.

Ashley: "Why'd you separate us?" Ashley said, glaring at her mother. "Old hag." Ashley said to herself.

...This would be a long night.