I have a closet story, lol. My first proper girlfriend lived with her grandparents who were wealthy and very strict. One night I snuck into her room after a night out, I was not allowed to stay there. We fell asleep and in the morning I heard her very large and serious grandad walking towards the bedroom
, I quickly hid in the closet as he brought her a bowl of cereal. As he was walking out he said, we have your breakfast on the table Oz.