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Michael had gotten aggressive back at home there was broken glass along the kitchen and Rosa desperately trying to clean it getting minor cuts from the shards as her husband yelled at her that it was her fault, tears streaming down her face. Once her husband went for a walk outside to relax and get drunk at the bar downstairs she finished cleaning and did a poor bandaging job on her hands as each movement only made the pain worse. Quickly grabbing the phone and pulling the small folded paper out from her pocket she called Taylor.

Dennis nose wrinkled as he merely pouted, "I think he's going to kill me in my sleep- Why can't I lay on the ground next to the couch hm?" He raised a brow towards his girlfriend with a warm smile as if his idea was just so smart.