So I wake up to my mother berating me to get up after a long night of partying, having only received 2 hours of sleep. I end up in a standing position, attempting to sleep upright in my sleep deprived state, and my infuriated mother splashes my head with a cup of water. I push her away, and my dad who was present decides to call the cops on me for "hitting" her. I shower, and the 2 officers arrive just as i am getting out. I realize in dismay that I had neglected to stash my 8th that I had just picked up the night before, and it was still in my drawer in my room. I come upstairs to greet the cops and I tell them what occured. They go off and talk to my parents, who easily turn the pigs interest from my inconsequential domestic violence directly to the fact that I illegally smoke weed. They go through their intimidation routine, attempting to get me to give myself up. Seeing I had experience talking with cops, they switch gears and ask my parents if they can search my room. One officer goes down and does the search while the other stays and talks to me about life, I had some meaningful conversation about my previous convictions with this man. The officer downstairs comes back up to enquire about some herbs he found on top of the drawer that had my weed inside. I clarify that it was just Russian sage, something I like to smoke as an alternative to tobacco. He concludes his search without opening the drawer, and the officers leave after reprimanding me for pushing my mom. I am now gratefully packing a bowl, thanks for looking out for me karma.

Tl;Dr: parents called cops, they search my room and amazingly don't find the 8th inside my drawer.