Boston condo broker: A love one and her substance addiction
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Boston condo broker: A love one and her substance addiction
Her head aches as she lays motionless on the soft couch. Her pain increases with every movement she attempts to make.
“Give it to me!” She shouts, but I don’t reply. “I need it. I can’t function without it.”
I enter the living-room, I walk towards her as she moans in pain, her mouth begins drool onto the black fabric couch. With a quick swoosh, I open the curtains, the room is filled with harsh morning sunlight making her eyes squint. She lets out a loud moan.
She grumbles in agony, before I hand her a cup of steaming coffee, “Honestly, sometimes I think you love coffee more than me.”
