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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