I told my Dad I would go study at my friend's place and to make it more reliable I asked him to drive me there. When he left me there I told Dad my friend's mom will drive me home when we finish. Instead the plan was to go to a party with some friends. The troubles started because we got drunk and I woke up with my phone ringing. It was my Dad, asking when will I get home, it was 2AM. I told him I was just leaving my friend's house with her mother. The plan was to return home by foot, but it was too late for that so I called my brother and begged him to pick me up with his car. What he did, but not for free... as usual. We made a stop behind our parent's house. It only took less than 10 minutes.