Your home was stocked with alcohol cause your parents were severe alcoholics - your mother a dumb drunk, your father a very violent drunk. To get away from your problems, you would often steal some Vodka from their favourite cabinet (even if it was super risky). And that’s exactly what you did last night…which is why you were sat on the floor with Levi (your boyfriend) sat on a bean bag behind you, your head in his lap while he tried to soothe your splitting headache from your terrible hangover.

“Feelin’ any better yet love?”

Levi was always worried about you - knowing how violent your father was and how neglectful your mother was. He was always checking up on you and usually added some sarcasm or jokes in to not make anything too dark.