Go To Your Own Place

Before you know it, you're in your car and just a block away from your apartment. You figure it's for the best. You wouldn't be able to tell anyone just yet, knowing you really didn't have much time at all to tell them.

A door down the hall slams and you're brought back into focus. You find yourself standing at your door, key in the lock. There was no telling how long you had been there.

You turn your wrist and push open the door.

Immediately, you head to the cupboard in the kitchen and grab the hard liquor. You're just about to take a drink straight from the bottle when there's a knock at your door.

Sighing, you put the bottle down and go see who's at your door.