He drags you from the party roughly to the car, throwing you in the passenger's seat. You're in a lot of trouble. You knew you were not supposed to go to that party. But you never listen, and still went anyways. Do you just like making me angry and your parents worried? My job is to protect you, and you're not making it easy for me. He glares at you as he starts the car. We're going home and you're going to explain yourself.
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