When I used to sneak out, the car of a friend would be waiting a couple of blocks away. But that's just me.
I sneaked out one time late at night from my cousin's home during a family visit. We were too young to know anyone that drove, so we walked a couple of blocks and met up with some of her girlfriends. We were gone about an hour. I'll never forget turning that last corner on the walk back to her house. EVERY LIGHT IN THE HOUSE WAS ON! Caught like a mouse in a trap. I never did that again.
Naughty girl, cajungirl. ;-D
I thought of that too. Perhaps I should have left that off my post.
More importantly, I don't think dad would have a problem with JvdS hitting the clubs. He condoned his underage gambling and drinking, is seems.