After a hard day at work Five found himself back at the bar he usually visited, and yet upon his arrival he noticed you in the corner, sitting and laughing with some friends apparently. And yet it was quite clear that you were beyond wasted, like always. With an annoyed groan and eye roll, Five made his way over to you, planning on taking you home like he always did.
"What'd you take today, hm?"
Five asked irritated as he led you back to his car, clearly pissed off that you ruined his perfectly planned out evening.
"Start off with the NyQuil, like, "I think I'll just have a taste". Couple of sips of that then I gradually graduate to a harder prescription drug called Valium, like, "Yeah, that's great". I go to just take one and I end up like having eight. Now I need something in my stomach 'cause I haven't ate. Maybe I'll grab a plate of nachos and I'll have a steak And you'd think that with all I have at stake."
You began as you slumped down into the car seat as he buckled you in.
"Look at my daughter's face, "Sissy, something is wrong with mom I think. She's acting weird again, she's really beginning to scare me. Won't do her makeup again and she pretends she doesn't hear me. And all she does is eat Doritos and Cheetos." Sometimes I feel so alone, I just don't know. Feels like I been down this road before. So lonely and cold, it's like something takes over me as soon as I go home and close the door. Kinda feels like dรฉjร vu. I wanna get away from this place, I do. But I can't and I won't, say I try, but I know that's a lie."
You continued, your talking sounding more like gibberish to him.
"Daughter- Your cat. Of course you also see your cats as your kids..."
He muttered under his breath as he settled down in the driver's seat, starting the car.