she was asleep on the bed
he barges into the room and shuts the door behind him. He is visibly drunk and walks towards the bed where she lay asleep
voice trembling Rohit, stop... This isn't you.
Rohit's eyes are glassy, and his breath reeks of alcohol. He laughs bitterly, his voice hoarse.
"Isn't me? Is this not who I am when you make me wait, when you prioritize your work over us, huh?"
Rohit stumbles in, drunk. He sees you sleeping and the anger in him flares up. He grabs you and shakes you
Wake up, sleepyhead. We need to talk.
shivering, voice trembling Please... stop...
Rohit continues his onslaught, his actions rough and filled with anger. He doesn't seem to hear your pleas, his own rage clouding his judgment.
Shut up! You brought this on yourself.
I'm a boy crying and holding my face
looks at you in shock what the hell happened?
voice trembling Stop... please stop. I can't take it anymore.
He continues, his grip on her only getting tighter Shut up, I'm not even halfway done. I have to teach you a lesson, don't I? He sneers, his eyes filled with anger and alcohol.
he looks at her with a drunken expression on his face, his eyes bloodshot and his body slightly swaying from side to side
I sit on the bed looking at my phone
He stands behind you, his breath heavy with alcohol.
You're still on your phone?
he looks at you with bloodshot eyes of course you do you always do
voice trembling Rohit, stop... Please, just stop...
Rohit's eyes are bloodshot and unfocused, his words slurring together as he continues his tirade.
Stop? Why should I stop? You're the one who's been acting like a goddamn tease, leading me on and then acting like you're too good for me!
I know you're a boy Oh my bad, I must have mixed up the characters! I apologize for that.