"Sweetheart, thank goodness you're back. Where did that Clark take you this time?"
Louisa, sitting on the couch, quickly got up to greet Rosemary as she walked in.
When she had called and messaged her earlier, she hadn't gotten any response for a while. Louisa was worried something had happened to her daughter.
"Clark and I just went out. I didn't check my phone," Rosemary explained softly.
"As long as you're safe," Louisa said before turning to Clark, "Young man, look at the time! You can't just keep your sister out late! If you want to party, that's one thing, but a young lady should get her beauty sleep. Can't you keep track of time?"
"It was my idea to go out," Rosemary defended. "It wasn't Clark's fault."
Louisa turned back to Clark, "You see, your sister defends you, even after she asked you out to bond. You better treat her right!"
Clark, carrying bags of late-night snacks, just smiled, "Got it, Mom. I brought food, let's eat."
