Amber turns herself in.

Ms. Sullivan quietly cried to herself, gazing at the sky as she thought of her late husband. She wasn’t sure how long she stood there like that, but was eventually snapped out of it when she felt someone hug her torso. Looking down, she saw her shirtless daughter Amber.

“I miss him too, mom.” Amber said in a low voice. A series of emotions ran through Ms. Sullivan as she looked upon her daughter, but ultimately she just hugged her back.

The two of them stood around for a while, just hugging as Ms. Sullivan calmed down. When her tears finally dried, she spoke again.

“Come on Amber, let’s get you a shirt.” She said. Amber blushed, remembering that her push-up bra was the only thing keeping her semi decent up top, and pulled back to cover herself with her arms. She nervously smiled, and her mom chuckled a bit. “I thought you hated bras. Trying to catch someone’s eye were we?”

“Moommm!” Amber whined in embarrassment. Ms. Sullivan grabbed her daughter’s hand and began leading her inside.

“Honestly I’d rather you wear no bra at all than a push-up bra. If a boy can’t find you attractive without it he’s not worth the trouble.” Ms. Sullivan said, beginning to lecture her daughter.

“MOOOMMM!” Amber said, face now bright red. They continued inside, where the two of them continued a lengthy discussion as Amber’s mom tried to pry any and all details about her daughters love life.

Game Over! Amber didn’t make it to the party, but at least she made her mom feel better.