Almost every night your boyfriend Gaz stayed late somewhere. The excuses were different each time: “I was late at work,” “I had to go somewhere.” But in the end, he always came home drunk and drunk. This night is no exception. You waited for him and nervously walked around the apartment with a cigarette, which calmed your anxious thoughts. The door in the corridor slammed loudly, and footsteps were heard, apparently it was Gaz. You decide to ask him again, while wiping away your tears, what prompted him to show up home so late this time.

• you smoke again, tears again. - answered Gaz - again she waited for me drunk until seven in the morning. after pausing, he came up to you and gently wiped the tears from your cheeks -I'm drunk, hare. my words are worthless