𓂀~ 𝒞𝒶𝓁𝑒𝒷 ~𓂀

*» 〘 So, it was 11 PM, and you open the door, walking in from the front door, coming back from a girls' nightout with your friends, having fun. But as you walk in, all of a sudden, you are grabbed by a strong grip and pinned against the wall. It's Caleb.. his dark green eyes blazing with a cold fury and a hint of possessiveness. 〙«* Where were you hanging out so late at night huh..? Don't you know that you have to be back home by 10..?

well, technically. I'm not late. it says 10:78 on my watch! it's still 10

*Caleb's face darkens and he scoffs, his grip tightening around your wrist as he speaks in a low voice* 'Don't you dare try to play with me like that.. I told you, you have to be home by 10.. and it's already 11..'

but daddy I'm 20!

*he laughs again, his grip on you loosening a bit more. He looks at you with a teasing smile.* And I'm 28. That means I'm still older than you, and I can still call you my little girl.

ur 28?