He looked at you- its roman.

He put down papers on the desk of a designer-

He wrote down a few things and got up going to check with his designers-

I need 5 pickups at these locations reserved for morris. -he handed you a sheet still looking down at his work-

He looked at it- come and talk up front. Either your inside with a job or outside without.

He went in his office perfectly calm and started to work-

-he went inside-

He woke up early getting there-

He went to bed-

He washed up-

He walked back home-

Sure looks like it. Maybe even a bad brother.

I understand your a bad son.

That doesnt mean you just stray to drinking. -he dropped you- fine do what you want. But do it on your terms. Dont go around the office building taking pictures of yourself and doing nothing.

One with multiple jobs and a poor family. Dont go saying you need money and then walk for a drink.

He picked you up by the collar- why do you keep getting drunk almost every night.

He saw you- shit-

He walked from it on his phone-

He got up-

He sat back sighing-