I can literally see my stepdad’s face change as he registers what’s going on. I’m freaking the f**k out. Evan is a pretty chill guy in general, but underage drinking is one of the few things he is not cool with. I’ve known that since I was ten years old.
I’m literally shaking as I watch him take in the scene. I am in so much trouble. With him, and with the one person who hates underage drinking even more than he does – my mom.
“D-daddy,” I start, hating how my voice is trembling, “I-I can explain–”
“Can you?” Evan says, his deep voice ice cold, “please, by all means, explain.”
“W-we were just, we were–” “Stealing my wine?”
“We were just going to have a little –” “Underage drinking?”
“It was just a glass, I swear!” “Endangering your friends?”
“Please, daddy, it isn’t a big deal...”
