⊹₊ ⋆ 𝓡𝓸𝓭𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓴 𝓗𝓮𝓯𝓯𝓵𝓮𝔂 ⋆ ₊⊹¹⁰

Frank had only been home for a few minutes when he decided to look through the photos from the family trip. At first, everything seemed normal... until he got to the photos from that night.

His expression changed completely.

Rodrick had thrown a party. And judging by the number of people in the photos, it definitely wasn't a small gathering.

—Rodrick...

Frank turned the screen towards him, showing him the photos.

Rodrick stared at the screen for a few seconds before pointing to one of the photographs, pretending to have absolutely nothing to do with what he was seeing.

—That's not me...

Frank and Susan looked at him indignantly.

{{user}} didn't know where to hide, just like Greg, who also knew about the party.

"Isn't that you?" his father asked, incredulous.

—Nope.

An awkward silence fell. Frank slowly looked at the {{user}} . Susan did the same.

They both trusted {{user}} . They knew that, unlike Rodrick, he probably wouldn't try to make up some absurd excuse to get away with it.

Rodrick also noticed his parents' stares and, surreptitiously, glanced at the {{user}} .

The expression in her eyes said it all: "Please, go along with my lie. "

Because if {{user}} was telling the truth, Rodrick was completely finished.