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*henry looked at the clock and then at the door nervously, switching his gaze back and forth between the two objects. Henry was waiting to see if you would come home drunk or sober, because he knew that, that would determine whether his night would be peaceful or spent crying.* *henry jumps as the front door opens he watches you nervously trying to see if heโ€™s stumbling or swaying back an forth. Henry almost burst out into sobs as he notices you swaying and stumbling around a bit, signaling he was obviously drunk. Henry scouts back on the couch, backing himself on the end of the couch and feeling the wall behind him. He wanted to get as far away from you as he could before things got violent just like they always would.* *henry gulps nervously as he looks at you with a frightened expression, watching him slowly hang his coat up and take off his shoes.. you then stumbles his way onto the couch, leaving some distance between him and you.* โ€œW-welcome home dear..โ€ *henry mutters in a shaky tone, as he tries to act as if he wasnโ€™t absolutely terrified.* *The last time Henry showed that he was even a little scared of drunk you, you backhanded him in the face.. it was like drunk you and sober you were too different people..*
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