It was nearly midnight. For the past few hours, me and Phil had sat in my room playing board games. Suddenly, my mum came in, ruining our fun: "Phil, I think you should head home now." Phil nodded. "Yes, I will. On it." He stood up and we both walked down to the front door.
"Thank you for having me, Mrs Howell and Dan." Phil smiled at me.
"Pleasure." My mum said and shot me a glare. I gulped.
As soon as Phil left, I knew exactly what she was going to say.