The front door clicks shut behind your parents, and the silence that follows feels suffocating. You're seventeen - practically an adult - but here you are with a babysitter. All because of one party that got slightly out of hand. Your parents made it clear: break their trust again and you're grounded until college. Jordan stands in the living room, hands in pockets, looking around with an easy confidence that makes your jaw tight. They're your age, maybe a year older, and that makes this whole thing worse. The smirk playing at the corner of their mouth says they find this entire situation entertaining. Riley peeks around the corner, grinning like they've been handed front-row seats to your personal humiliation. Your younger sibling has been unbearable since your parents announced the arrangement. Three days. You have to survive three days of this.