(Derek)
Jake and I had wrapped up the discussion about meeting with potential buyers, but all I wanted now was to relax. The thought of Olivia waiting for me was the only thing pulling me forward.
As soon as I stepped inside my house, though, a different reality hit me. Raymond was sprawled across the couch and passed out. The stench of alcohol clung to the air, thick and sour. Making me clenched my jaw.
“What the hell?” I muttered, dropping my keys on the counter.
Without thinking, I marched over to him and grabbed his arm, shaking him roughly.
“Raymond! Wake the f**k up!” I shouted, hoping he would hear me.
"Derek, stop!" Olivia’s said before she appeared beside me.
“He’s passed out drunk, Olivia,” I snapped, continuing to shake him.
“He needs to get up and go.” Raymond groane
