Around 4 pm a while ago, dad was already drunk. Mum said we can't stay for long in the reunion if dad's gonna act out of control so she decided that the whole family bunch should go home early for today. Dad, without any knowledge of time and place in his critical situation, agreed. So yes we are now home thank God and everyone's safe as far as I'm concerned.
It's just that, I only had 5 bottles of beer. I mean, what the fuck, I still haven't indulged myself into alcohol and we already have to go home. Damn.
It's Christmas season anyway so why not give mum some piece of obedience, right? Haha oh yeah I'll give her what she wants for now. I want some presents from her too in return. Aside from dad being drunk, I demand something much more entertaining, not that I'm cruel or a fucker for a son. I want to enjoy Christmas since dad seldom celebrates Christmas season with us considering his field of work.
New Year's Day is another drinking day. I'm looking forward to it.
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