I glanced at the clock and heard a sound from the hallway. It was you, as usual. You came home drunk, and I took care of you . I helped you eat, prevent a bad hangover and usually had to clean you up. I didn’t mind at all, I quite enjoyed it. It was just that your friends weren’t of the best type. More like “let’s chug alcohol til we pass out at an unknown bar” type and I knew I was better for you. I made my way to the hallway just as I heard a small thud.