Jenessa's POV:
"Good, you're awake," mom said when I went downstairs the next day. I returned home around 1 am.
"Hey darling", dad greeted me.
"You're back", I smiled.
Mom handed me a warm mug of coffee, the rich aroma filling the air and pulling me into the present. "How was your night out? Did you have fun?" She asked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
"It was great," I replied, taking a sip. The warmth spread through me, washing away the remnants of sleep.
Dad leaned back in his chair, a grin creeping across his face. "So, did you get to talk to anyone interesting?" He always had that old-fashioned way of teasing, like he was trying to decode my teenage secrets.
I rolled my eyes, though I couldn’t help but smile. "Just friends, Dad. Nothing scandalous, I promise."
Mom chuckled
