Walking up the stairs to my bedroom I still can’t wipe the smile off my face. It wasn’t until tonight that I realised that most – if not all – of my friendships are based around duty and necessity. Spending time with Invidia I see what a real friendship should be like; fun, relaxing and somewhere to turn when you’re at your lowest. Having a few drinks and dancing the night away was exactly what I needed to distract myself from everything going on in my life.
As I reach the top of the stairs I freeze in place, the mild spinning of my inebriated mind suddenly being hit with clarity as I feel a blanket of coldness covering the third floor. My eyes focus on my closed bedroom door as I try to envision what – or more accurately who – I will find on the other side. For a second, I consider turni
