The way he questioned why I was standing at his doorstep was more than enough reason for me to roll my eyes in annoyance.
It was one thing to fall into debauchery completely but another to throw aside all your responsibilities. Sure, the mental commands I had left him with essentially amounted to me staying in my room for an unknown reason, but one needs to remember that we have a flight to catch to London in a little over an hour.
He should have already been packed and ready to go, but NOOO, instead, he was rolling around under the sheets with some random floozy.
"We have to go to the airport, Dad…you said to come wake you up…" Hiding the fact that I wanted to wring his neck like a cartoon character, I spoke with a little more maturity than usual, but it was more than enough to get through to the man.
