"You see how disrespectful he is," Fisola exclaimed exasperated. He stopped to listen, making sure to be unseen. "Leave him alone. We should be thankful he is safe and home", his mom answered tiredly. Quietly, he hots his door closed and leaned his back to the door. The thought of staying here was drowning him emotionally. He was torn between staying here and leaving. He wanted to get to know his family but with the hate within him, he couldn't even stand the sight of his family.
Luckily, his hangover wasn't really serious. It was just a mild headache that pain relive would subside. He checked the time and it read 12:13 pm. He still had a few minutes to spare. He took a long shower which somehow calmed himself. He made a mental note yo himself to take a win later.
Dressed in casual cloth
