Those definitions remind me of when I was caught in the school library after hours and out of uniform. The teacher who "caught" me freaked out on seeing cuts all over my legs.

I had just been mountaineering the day before, which explained the cuts. But the real joke was that I couldn't go home. It was a boarding school. To her credit, she thought I was a day student too afraid to go home. Not to her credit, she should have talked to me or the teacher who took a group of us climbing BEFORE launching an investigation.

I was bored with the common rooms and just wanted to read a book. Where I got and hid the keys she never found out.