*Olivia*
It was f*****g cold.
That was all I could think about as I wrapped my jacket firmer around me. Two empty cans of vodka soda satt on the coffee table as I curled into the living room couch.
I hadn't bothered turning any lights on, not since Giovani had left. I took a swig of my third can of vodka soda as I continued to stare blankly at my phone.
It just sat there on the coffee table. There was no sign of life–no text message, no calls. It was just as empty as the cans of alcohol I had drowned as I waited for anything.
It was just me in this empty house, drinking any rational brain cells out of my body so I didn't think anymore.
I emptied my last can of vodka soda and groaned, throwing my head back onto the couch as I threw the can somewhere on the floor. I'd pick it up later when I wasn'……
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