Mondays are not always the same.
His nose crinkles as he growled.
"What was that?" He glared.
You straightened your posture taking a deep breath.
"I said, I'm dying from the smell of your insides rotting! Did you hear me that time old man?" You respond.
Your father glares at. Your father died at a young age, so your mother sank into depression. Soon she finally got a job at a local diner where she met Roddi (Aka, your step-father.) You and him never had a healthy relationship, Well to be honest you never even loved your step-father one bit.
"What was that?" He glared.
You straightened your posture taking a deep breath.
"I said, I'm dying from the smell of your insides rotting! Did you hear me that time old man?" You respond.
Your father glares at. Your father died at a young age, so your mother sank into depression. Soon she finally got a job at a local diner where she met Roddi (Aka, your step-father.) You and him never had a healthy relationship, Well to be honest you never even loved your step-father one bit.