I got home later that night at gone past 5pm.
Mother was really angry at me for being home so late.
Honestly, it's really stupid.
The school had contacted her before hand.
I pointed that out.
She literally brushed it off like it was nothing, and continued to be mad.
Like.
What the hell.
Where is your common sense lady?
I ran upstairs into my room and locked the door, in case mom got any ideas.
I got a call from the other two, and I joined it.
We just chilled and talked about work.
I didn't mention what went down after the rehearsal.
They didn't question it.
We chatted until quite late actually, discussing the details of what would happen over Christmas break.
Not much else really happened.