Well. Maybe two, or three ✓

After fighting with the lock for few minutes I finally managed to open the door.
Liquid courage and few extra shots before leaving the bar did their thing.

I stumbled through the door, closing them with the foot. Lost the shoes and crawled through the corridor and hall. With the help of the rails climbed upstairs. Ready for anything.

"Wake up"

"I said. Wake up. Move your ass to bedroom idiot"

Oh. That's my lovely wife - Izi. Perfect.

"Don't tell me what to do bitch!"

Not the best start I admit, especially since our positions were quite uneven at this point. With her standing up over me, and me lying down on the stairway.

"We're going to a company party on Saturday. Remember" I mumbled, while just rising a head a bit. Then immediately laid back down.

Here. I told her, can go back to sleep now.

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