When I arrive home, I hit the liquor cupboard. Hard.
It took years to stock up, only seconds to empty.
Then Riley came.
And then a few other people, but by that point I didn't care. I was too drunk.
I allowed them to use my black hole for a place to crash for the night.
The next day I rushed to work. With a raging headache, and it continued for days.
And the alcohol abuse.
