Chapitre 27: The angry drunk

BRIELLE

"I think I've given him enough time, Syl… it's been two days." I pointed out hurriedly, slipping into the first pair of pants I could find in my closet; some really baggy sweatpants I usually wore whenever I wanted to get real comfy. 

"Shouldn't you freshen up first?" Silvie suggested softly. "You haven't showered in a long time, I'm pretty sure the odor emanating from your pits could kill someone." She giggled. "I would… but I don't have the time. Savannah said she's out with their mum, meaning Dylan is all alone. I don't have much time, especially if I want to avoid his mother." I explained in a rush, slipping on a coat over my nightshirt. I grabbed Silvie and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, rushing out of my room. "Wish me luck!" I called out loudly as I ran to the living room, and out the apartment.

DYLAN

I couldn't help it.