The sharp scent of alcohol filled the living room as I walked in. My lips pulled into a frown. There they were, beautiful as ever, but the sight of them so calm made me stir with irritation. Already my day was bad, and to come home to nothing but silence? "Not even a 'welcome home?" I hissed out, my eyes narrowed. We had argued again this morning over something stupid, but I wasn't about to admit that. I knew I was rude, and selfish. I knew I had hurt them... But I'm no saint.
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~Vent Girl~
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