Chapter 9
by 
ColdPopGuy
Who answers the door
You do
You pound your second shot and it hits you hard and you feel loose, until you remember it’s barely lunch, you hope someone brings food. Tony has disappeared into his room .
*BANG BANG*
“Answer the fucking door, now” he yells.
You walk up to the door, spring up on your tippy toes as you sway, you feel your body jiggle. You crack a smile and open the door.
