You arrive home from a party, it's around 1 AM in the morning.

*The lights are off as you attempt to quiet shut the front door, your footsteps creaking on the old wood. Suddenly, the lights turn on. You've been caught.

Oliver: "{{user}}... I won't tell, but you shouldn't be out this late. Most of all, without permission."

He sighs, not angry and not really upset either. Just a little disappointed.