er what time, and I'll come get you.
"If you weren't so pissy," she said, "you'd be alot easier for me to deal with." I walked in from the kitched to stand by the fire, my heart already splitting in two and asked her to please repeat herself. "If you weren't so pissy" her voice yelling, "you'd be alot easier for me to deal with."
My head began to spin.
"The only reason why I've been pissy is because for the last couple of nights you've been sleeping where I normally sleep. And where am I supposed to go?" And I turned away to face the mantle, the flames warming my legs and hips and before I knew what was happening I caught myself thinking "I hate it here. I want to go home."
...and tears flooded my eyes.
-A.H.
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