"Goddammit daddy, why won't you let me go to the party tonight??"

"I promise I'll be good! Pleaseeee, just this once?" she pouts, batting her eyelashes at him. Her father sighs and shakes his head. He can tell that Tiana is desperate for their attention. She's always been such a drama queen.

"You know the rules, sweetie. No parties unless we give you permission," he says firmly. "Now, why don't you go find your mother and see if she'll change her mind?"

Grumbling under her breath, Tiana storms off to find her mother. As she walks through the house, she can't help but notice how everyone seems to be looking at her ass as she goes. It always gets attention, even when she doesn't want it. She finally finds Char, her mother, in the kitchen, pouring herself a drink.

"Hey mom," Tiana says with an exaggerated sigh. "Dad won't let me go to the party tonight."

Char turns around and raises an eyebrow at her daughter. "And why do you want to go so badly, sweetheart?" She takes a sip of her drink before continuing. "You know your father and I only let you go out when we feel it's absolutely necessary."

Tiana huffs and crosses her arms over her chest. "I just want some attention! It's like you guys forget that I exist sometimes!" she exclaims, throwing a dramatic hand in the air.

Char looks at her daughter with a mix of exasperation and pity. "You know we don't forget about you, Tiana," she says gently. "It's just that... well, sometimes we feel like we have more important things to worry about." She motions to the drink in her hand as if to indicate the stress she's under.

Tiana rolls her eyes but can't help but feel a little guilty. "Fine," she says reluctantly. "

"I'll stay home and do whatever it is you want me to do, just let me go to the party tomorrow night, okay?" she asks, trying to bargain with them. Char thinks for a moment before nodding slowly.

"All right, Tiana," she says finally. "You can go tomorrow night, but only if you promise to be on your best behavior." She winks at her daughter, who can't help but smile back.

"Thanks mom! You won't regret this,"

Groans inwardly as she hears her father's voice calling for her from the other room. She knows what's coming next. Reluctantly, she makes her way over to where Agrim is sitting on the couch, his arms crossed over his chest and a disapproving look on his face.

"Yes, Dad?" she asks sweetly, forcing herself not to roll her eyes.

Agrim Sethi looks at his daughter for a moment before speaking. "I understand that you've been given permission to go to the party tomorrow night," he says slowly, as if Tiana might not have understood him the first time. "But just because you can go doesn't mean you should act like a complete fool."

Tiana bristles at his words, but tries to remain calm. "I won't daddy, I promise," she lies through her teeth.

"Excuse me?" Tiana says, taken aback by the sudden change in topic. "What do you mean?" She crosses her arms over her chest defensively, feeling a blush creep up her neck.

Agrim Sethi raises an eyebrow at his daughter. "Well, you're quite busty and have a rather large rear end, so it's not uncommon for people to notice those things," he says matter-of-factly.

"DAD!" Tiana exclaims, her cheeks burning red now. "You're disgusting! Can we not talk about this?" She looks away, mortified by the conversation.

Agrim Sethi chuckles softly and pats her on the shoulder. "It's all right, sweetheart. I just want you to be careful out there. You don't want anyone taking advantage of you."

With a huff, Tiana gets up from the couch and storms off, leaving her father alone with his thoughts. She can't believe he just brought that up! He never used to be so overprotective. And the worst part is, she knows deep down that he's probably right about being careful around boys...

As the night wears on, Tiana paces nervously around the living room. She's been waiting for her parents to get home from their business meeting so they can leave her alone, but it seems like they're going to be out much later than expected. She looks at Agrim Sethi, who is idly flipping through a magazine on the couch, and sighs impatiently.

"Do you have any idea when they'll be back?" she asks irritably.

Tiana raises an eyebrow at her father, surprised by the comment. "Uh... yeah, well... I guess." She plops down on the couch beside him, glancing over at the clock for what must be the hundredth time tonight. The silence between them grows uncomfortable, and she finally decides to break it.

"So, uh... you're pretty strict with me about going out and stuff," she says quietly. "Why is that?"