My brother was super drunk and creepy last night and I just hell didn’t feel safe. You know that kind of unpredictable drunk? And he got that drunk Thursday night as well, and the cops came around because of a noise complaint, but at least Kaden was here, so didn’t feel so isolated.
Sudden realisation that if I’m scared here no one is going to answer the phone at midnight to come get me.
I will answer the phone (and say “what the fuck u want bitch”) and talk but I have no car.
Also what are we talking about?
Sometimes when my mom calls me from downstairs and I have absolutely NO idea what she said, I shout back “OK” and hope that’s enough.
what if it was a monster asking if it could eat your mother in her voice and you said OK