I know you guys are probably sick of hearing these kind of stories, but I usually find them to be an interesting read, so here's what just happened to me. I'm pretty sure I'm all good right now, but here's what happened earlier... So I blazed a couple bowls in the backyard of my place and came back in and just jammed out for a while, until my parents unknowingly came home. I was just chillin in my room, listening to sum music when my dad opens up my door and comes in my room and starts sniffing n shit. He asked the normal questions, here's how the convo went: *-Dad M-Me *-Whats that smell? M-What smell? *-THAT smell... M-I don't smell anything... The funniest thing that happened was when my dad was about to walk out, he was standing in the door way and I tried to exit the tabs on Grasscity and he was looking right at my computer I think, and I accidently opened Grasscity up on a thread with huge macros of bud! Haha! And he didn't see, amazingly. So then he just walks out and I hear him go out to the kitchen and say to my mom "His room smells," and I immediately hear her walking to my room. When she gets there, the same kind of conversation ensued. After our conversation, she looked at the two hoodies I had laying on my bed and picked one up, smelled it and put it down. The other wasn't well seen but she picked it up anyway and smelled it. It was the one I was wearing while I smoked outside earlier. She says "This smells like pot!" and I say something dumb like "...Are you kidding me?" and she says "No, this smells like pot!" So basically I thought I was fucked, but it's a good thing I'm a good liar. She put down my hoodie and walked out. I got up and walked out too. I ran into my dad on the way and he did an eye check on me. Thankfully I put it some drops, which probably saved my ass the most. So we all just walked into the kitchen and started talking. My dad told me to unload the dishwasher and we basically had a conversation while I did that. My mom thought the smell on the hoodie was from Friday when I went out, but I denied smoking, etc. We were just joking around about it and shit, my mom even showed me the donuts they got for me while they were out and my dad said "Yeah now that you got the munchies!" and shit, ahaha it was funny. Then me and my mom were just talking and shit and I was like "Nah, I wasn't smoking" and shit like that and she was satisfied. I feel bad for lying but I don't wanna fucking get caught again. It's happened like 2 or 3 times already and I just started smoking again like 2 months ago from a 6 or 7 month T-break, so I wanna cherish it for a while longer. Whatever, it's all good right? So, I guess the moral of the story is...use drops! Or spray or just don't smoke at home... whatever someone else is gonna already say.