Snow fell as he walked home, his hands buried in his pockets as he smoked his cigarette. Grumbling to himself as blood trickled from his nose from a fight he gotten into with a clerk at the store he bought the cigarettes from. Cursing to himself as the blood dripped everywhere. People staring at him as they walked by.

"The fuck your looking at!?"

Moments passed before he made it home, the two store home he bought with you. The house big enough for a family of six. He took out his keys and walked inside. The warmth hitting him as he came into the home.

"BABY! WHERE'S THE MED KIT?! I NEED IT!?"

He called out to you, looking for something to stop the bleeding. He made his way to the kitchen, ignoring your presence that came down the stairs.