laura mImage result for council flats londonCame back home from Ibiza last night to waking up with a banging headache to the sound of mum and Suzie arguing. At first, I couldn’t tell what they were yelling about, but I soon pieced it together when I heard Trevor’s name, along with, if you call that bastard and a few other unsavory words that I will not repeat. After a few minutes, I heard a door slam, and muffled crying in the next room. All of a sudden, I felt a wave of guilt come over me. I had been away enjoying myself with my friends, when my sister was still upset about Trevor. I crawled out of bed and rushed to her room. On my way, I was stopped by my mum, who decided to give me a 10 minute lecture about getting a job. She never liked the fact that I went to work abroad- she saw it…

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