#decorusmentis

Madeline frowned at her mother’s response. She never liked it when her mother cried (who would?), but she very much liked talking it out and making sure that Alice was okay.

Madeline’s night was A M A Z I N G. She found a nice outfit, carefully applied her makeup, grabbed her purse, and she was out the door as soon as her parents fell asleep. She got into her car, drove off to the party, and when she got there, she was treated like R O Y A L T Y.

Everyone there adored her. People were getting her drinks, letting her smoke with them, and everyone wanted a picture with her. She met a nice boy that night, too (JACOB his name was), and they danced their cares away.

At the end of the party, which was around 2:38, Maddie got right back in her car, and drove herself home. She clumsily stumbled through the front door, even though she tried her best to be quiet. When she turned back around, Madeline dropped everything that was in her hands.

“ Mother! What are you doing up so late? ”