Total disaste

That was enough for him to turn around and leave, leaving me alone with her. The first thing I did when he left was to put the dog on the floor and then go for her. I grabbed her by the arm and pulled her roughly towards the bedroom. She reeked of alcohol, and I wasn't her mother to scold her, but I was her friend to tell her that drinking was not the way to forget her troubles.

She complained while I scolded her and told her that the whole apartment was a mess, and while she was in the bathtub, I would make sure the whole place sparkled. As we entered the bedroom, I let go of her, went to the bathroom, and quickly turned on the faucet to fill the bathtub. While I waited for it to fill up, I went back to the bedroom and told Lucero to start undressing because it wasn't a request for her to take a shower, it was a demand.

She laughed and protested, saying she couldn't believe I was with her, that she thought that message on her social media wouldn't reach me since I didn't have a pho