Richard's P.O.V
I was just getting home, it was around 3 in the morning and I was completely exhausted. I just wanted to go to my room and sleep until tomorrow afternoon. However, the universe or fate or whatever the f**k you want to call it, had other plans for me.
Jennifer was in the living room with the lights off, the only light was coming from the hallway, she was sitting at the couch on her phone texting like she always is, I fought the urge to roll my eyes, ignoring the jealousy and the other few feelings I had just thinking about who she was talking to. There was a bottle of alcohol on the table and a glass and one of them bucket with ice.
I sighed trying to get her attention but she ignored me. I should head to my room because I'm tired as hell and I shouldn't want to talk to
