alex was staring at the ceiling.
what's the point of life if we just slowly waste away.
why am i even here.
he blinked.
someone was knocking on the door.
well, it was more a bang; a demand rather than a request.
running a hand through his hair, he slowly moved towards the door.
the second he had opened it, something flew at him.
he heard the punch, a surprising smack sound, before he felt the pain of it.
or them; he must've been punched more than once because both his lip and his nose were bleeding.
heavily.
he looked at phil.
neither said anything for a while.
phil was trembling in rage. "how dare you."
then he turned and left.
alex didn't even bother to wipe away the blood.
a/n
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