This morning, at around 5.15 am, I stumbled into my parent’s room, and upon realising this decided to pretend I was checking in on them.
“Everything okay? All right? Good. Good night!”
Apparently. I have literally no memory of this happening and had to be told about it by my mock/semi-angry father this afternoon. Which totally wasn’t embarrassing or anything.
Thinking maybe I should check myself in somewhere, or perhaps start locking myself in a basement cage on an e evening.