Tears are now falling down her face. She’s still sitting in bed, but suddenly feels thirsty. She gets up and walks the 3 feet to her kitchen in her tiny flat. The only one she could afford because she needed all her money for drink. Opening the cupboards the only thing there is alcohol. Which is what she wants. Fuck sorting out her life. She grabs the nearest bottle and prepares herself for the next shit thing to come to light.

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