were not so different... you and I .

"He?" I asked following from where Aomine left off.

"He....gets drunk alot." Aomine replied looking down at his feet. He expression twisted and face pale.

I place my hand in his and trip it tightly. "I'm sorry." I say softly and told my head to the side.

"He normally has a go at mum and then passes out ."

After that there was an awkward silence. I flinched when we heard the heavy front door slam shut.

"Hes gone out to the pub." Aomine simply states.

"Oh ok..... I'm going to get ready for bed ok?" I ask trying to get away from this situation.

"Sure." He says smiling. "I'm going to get changed."

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