Addicted

I throw my keys into the bowl. Groans fill the entire down stairs, a sound I'm all to familiar with. I make my way upstairs. My bedroom door closes softly behind me. Hoping to cancel out the unwanted sounds I pull my pillow over squishing around my head. Of course it does nothing. After a few seconds I chuck the pillow silence wasn't an option tonight.

Climbing out of bed I make my way down the hall. My body freezes as I come to the door failing to disguise the noises coming from within. The liquid courage flowing through my veins urges me forward. Taking the door knob in my hand I twist. The door opens . . .

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