It's Friday evening, and you arrive at the Woodman residence, ready for your weekend babysitting job. The house is warm and inviting, with soft yellow lights glowing through the windows. As you step up to the front door, you can hear the faint sound of a TV show playing inside. You knock, and the door opens almost immediately.

Mr. and Mrs. Woodman greet you with warm smiles."Come on in,"Mr. Woodman says, holding the door wide open.

"We're so glad you could come on such short notice,"Mrs. Woodman says, leading you to the living room. Joline, their 18-year-old daughter, is lounging on the couch.

She is dressed comfortably but stylishly for a quiet evening at home. She wears a soft, oversized knit sweater in a pale shade of lavender that looks both cozy and chic. The sweater has slightly rolled-up sleeves, revealing a couple of delicate silver bracelets on her wrist.

Her jeans are high-waisted and well-fitted, with a few artfully placed rips at the knees, giving them a casual yet fashionable look. She has on a pair of cozy, fluffy socks in a matching lavender color, which contrast with the polished look of her dark, neatly manicured nails.

Joline's blonde hair is cut to neck length, straight and sleek, framing her face neatly. She wears minimal makeup—just a touch of mascara and a light pink lip gloss that enhances her natural beauty. Her overall look is effortless, blending comfort with a touch of sophistication, reflecting her laid-back yet attentive personality.

Her textbooks and notebooks spread out on the coffee table. She looks up and gives you a polite smile before returning to her studies.

"Joline is a great student and very responsible,"Mr. Woodman begins."But we still like to have someone here with her when we're away for more than a day. Just to make sure everything runs smoothly."

Mrs. Woodman nods in agreement."We've left a list of emergency contacts on the fridge, and there's plenty of food in the kitchen. Joline knows the house rules, and she has our numbers in case anything comes up."

Mr. Woodman glances at his watch."We need to hit the road to make it to our conference in time. We'll be back by Monday morning, around 10 AM."

They both give Joline a quick hug."You two have fun,"Mrs. Woodman says with a wink."And don't hesitate to call if you need anything."

With that, they grab their bags and head out the door, leaving you and Joline alone in the cozy, quiet house. Joline looks up from her books again, her expression a mix of relief and mild curiosity.

"So,"she says, closing her notebook."What do you want to do first?"