When I got home, the house was noisy. There seems to be a party going on. The music was blaring and I could hear the screams of ladies and guys enjoying themselves in their drunken state.
I knocked knowing I'm wasting my time. He wasn't going to hear me. I turned the door knob and thankfully the door gave way.
I walked in trying to avoid bumping bodies. The air was filled with the smell of drugs, vomit and alcohol. I wrinkled my nose to avoid inhaling the offensive odor.
I spotted Garrett on the couch with two ladies massaging his naked chest while one sat on his lap grinding against him. I shook my head. I really wasn't going to sit on that couch again.
On getting to my room I opened the door without warning and I regret ever doing so.
‘what the f**k! Can't you knock.’ The naked m
