LUKE FRIEDRICH
I arrived home when it was almost midnight. I was contemplating on whether if I should come back home, or check myself into a hotel, but I am not in the mood of clashing with my father, so I got back home to a sleeping Hannah.
When I got to my room, I didn't understand if Hannah was trying to seduce me, or she kind of forgot to cover herself with a blanket. She is wearing a white transparent nightdress with a purple thong, no bra on. Either way, I ignored her and sat down on my side of the bed. The way I am not feeling her, I can't even get turned on by her sexy body. She is not Agatha and she will never be.
On my pedestal, I pour myself a shot of whiskey and shoot it down to my throat, right away. I poured another glass, but I filled it up this time. I took my glass and
