Just walk out in your boxers, they're not gonna care

You scratch your blurry eyes open and walk out of your bedroom in search of the girls. You've gotta set the tone for the night before they start to get way too out of hand for you, especially since your parents probably aren't home.

It sounds like the talking is coming from the living room and you walk down stairs to see them loudly playing some sort of board game. You shake your head and continue to walk to the pair without caring that you're only in your boxers. It can only scare them into shutting up more, right?

"Can you two please keep it down?" You ask in an annoyed voice and walk into the living room.

"O-M-G, John, what the fuck!?" Jane exclaims and looks away. "You're disgusting!"

"Puh-lease put something on," Emma agrees and looks away as well.

"Leave," Jane says sternly. "Just get out."

"Oh God you're so gross..." Emma responds squeamishly.

Okay, so maybe that didn't go as well as planned.