I awake to the sound of fumbling and plastic moving from the other side of my bedroom. Damon clearly isn’t trying to be considerate of his sleeping roommate, which is exhausted from the night she had before.
I role my eyes and push myself out of bed, walking into the kitchen to see Damon, cleaning the rubbish out of our apartment. At least he isn’t making me clean up after his party.
After making my coffee, and sitting on the counter top, I watch Damon, pick up plastic cups, ignoring my presence completely, but I don’t mind, I really don’t want to have to talk, well argue with him right now.
I feel my phone vibrate and ring beside me, flashing up with my mother’s name.
“Hello” I say, answering the call.
“Hey honey, how are you?” I can practically hear the smile on my mother’s face.
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