- around here? I've already stated that I'm going to tell your mothers and fathers." He went on, finally putting the pen down to turn and face "them", only to be greeted by the image of his baby brother.
and he's up and hugging him.
he was under the impression that it was one of those pesky kids around the city again; they always have a habit of breaking in and throwing things around - even though he's specifically said not too.
"oi, how many fuckin' times have I said to you lot about throwing stuff -
Finally, an excuse to drink all day (he doesn't need one)!
He's around his sixth pint, and things are... Getting weird. An ashtray and two empty glasses have already spontaneously smashed at his table.
heโs exhaustedโ
and hasnโt slept for nights on end; his dreams are still haunted by the ghosts of his past and often his present.
day nine and counting.
( his daughter is cuddled close to him, held directly against his chest in a protective manner, nobody but him is going to touch her at this moment in time, not even lizzie - as he got her to the hospital, he was quick to demand help, the doctors and nurses rushing >