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"New Flesh"
-Current Joys 
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"But no one gives a shit"
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   BI woke up in a bed that sat in an unfamiliar room. I started to silently panic. 
                          
    I rubbed my eyes and looked at a digital clock that sat on the nightstand.
                          
7:30am
 
 This is not Henry's house.
                          
    Before I could get out of the bed, a child walks into the room. 
                          
   It was a little girl. 
                          
  "Uh-" I started. 
                          
"Hi!" She ran over to me. 
                          
  "I- uh." I stuttered, not knowing who the child was or who's child she was. 
                          
     "I thought I would find mommy in here, because daddy told me and Michael to go to bed before we could see mommy last night. I don't know where mommy went." She rambled.
                          
       I didn't know how to answer the child. "Uh, well where am I?" I asked.
                          
  "Oh! I'll show you around!" She said excitedly and grabbed my hand, pulling me out of the bed and into a hallway. 
                          
   "I'm Elizabeth." She smiled.
                          
 "That's a lovely name. I'm Y/n." I answered politely to the child. 
                          
      Still holding my hand, she brought me downstairs.
                          
   "Daddy's asleep on the couch, so we must be very very quiet." 
                          
   I entered the living room. 
                          
Oh my fucking god. 
   
    I saw Will passed out on the couch. He probably got fucking wasted, according to the bottles on the floor. 
                          
   "Oh what the fuck.." I mumbled to myself. 
                          
   "Hey! You aren't allowed to say that!"Elizabeth whispered. 
                          
   "Oh, I'm sorry." I whispered. 
                          
  "So do you know what happened.. last night?" 
                          
  "No, I think mommy and daddy had a fight." She said. 
                          
        I didn't want to force her to talk about it, so I just changed the subject.
                          
    "Uh.. have you had breakfast yet?" I asked. "No." She said. 
                          
    "..Do you want something to eat?" 
                          
She nodded. 
                          
      I stood in the kitchen. I then remembered I had absolutely no idea how to cook.