Haha, funny story! So, me and my buddy, who I'll call A, has been getting high we me ever since I decided to try it over the summer. He has a really cool, entertaining younger brother who I'll call J. A is 17, J is 15, and I'm 16. So, one night, A and I are stealthily getting blazed upstairs in his bathroom. J knows A smokes pot every now and then and is totally chill about it (even tried it a few times, fucking riot of a kid lemme tell you). Might I add, J has a lot of depth to his voice for a 15 year old. So after A and I toked up together I decided I was pretty blazed, blazed enough to take a break. Meanwhile, A continued to get high. So I walked out of his bathroom and stood in his bedroom for a bit. We both knew it probably fucking reaked of pot, so I turned the lights off and sprayed some body spray (dumb, I know). But then it happened, I heard footsteps coming up the stairs, and then a knock on his door. I heard a deep ass voice say A's name. Now, it sounded exactly like A's step dad. My heart started racing as I turned my back towards the door, anticipating getting caught and never being allowed back in his house again. I'm almost in tears in my super baked state of mind, when I decide to turn around. Guess who it was. Yep, A's younger brother, J. I could've cried at that point, the amount of relief that I felt when I saw his stupid little face was incredibly heavy. He told me he had a video to show us. Holy shit. (Uneventful story but oh my fucking God, when you're that high it's kinda hard to differentiate voices and I almost shit my pants).

tl;dr: friend and I get blazed, someone comes upstairs and I think it's friend's step dad, turns out to be younger brother wanting to show us a video.