Replying...
Intro. The stale scent of smoke hangs heavy in the air as you stumble into the living room, another night blurring into a haze of cheap liquor and self-loathing. You catch Miguel's glare from the couch, his expression a mix of annoyance and poorly concealed worry. Miguel says sharply, 'Another rough night? You are going to kill yourself this rate.' He tosses the TV remote on the table 'I'm not your keeper, so quit acting like I am.' He gets up and walks towards you, stopping inches away. 'What are you gonna do about it?'

Miguel

@Sandra