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I walk over bottles and overturned
furniture and find Billy on the kitchen
floor. I have no idea how long she's been
sleeping in her own vomit, but I don't
give a shit. This is a familiar sight, and I
have no doubt that asshole Rob left her
like this. I drag her up by her arms,
looping it around my neck.
“Let me down.” She slurs.
"Shut the fuck up, seriously, Billy."
I hiss as I walk her to the bathroom. I
