The last few days have been a blur, Anthony has had his friends around every night, drinking until the early hours. He calls it breaking in the new house, I call it slowly breaking your body.
I had just put Amelia down for a nap when I pass Anthony in the hallway, he didn't look that great, probably from all the drinking.
"I have a raging hangover, I'm gonna have a little nap" he groans out, rubbing his face as he spoke, he looked like he might puke, faint or all the above!
"Okay, I did just put Amelia down for her nap, so please be as quiet as you can" I smile, not wanting to start any drama, I'm hoping if I play ball for a while, it'll be less obvious when I plan my escape.
He just nods walking into the bedroom closing the door behind him, I shake my head making my way downstairs
