Michael Robinson's PoV
By 12 o'clock that night, Micheal Robinson was shaking in fury.
he got up from his perch on the sofa and stomped to the front door, locked and bolted it, and kicked it- hard, for good measure. He'd had enough of waiting up for Kyle, if the twat couldn't get home at an acceptable time, then he blooming well wouldn't get in at all.
but do you know what really infuriated Micheal? the fact that his ungrateful toerag of a son had no intention of coming home. Micheal thought to himself 'wasn't I charitable enough to send that- that (would you even call that tramp a woman) to the hospital? That must mean Kyle's greasy haired slut would have free run of the dump they called a home. of course Kyle wouldn't come home. he'd be having a great time. thinking about Kyle and what a let down of a son he was prevented Micheal for getting to sleep. At 2 o'clock in the morning , he was doubled over with heart burn and stomach ache it was probably stress, and also the gammon he'd eaten at dinner. It had been under cooked and fatty he was questioning himself on why he had even eaten it now.
He woke up Magda and sent her to get him some painkillers and a glass of water for him. The painkillers didn't seem to work very well though, he spent most of the night in pain and eventually at about 5 o'clock in the morning fell into an uneasy sleep.
The next morning he couldn't seem to get the sleep out of his eyes, he got out of bed which took a lot of effort, and stretched, rubbing his blurry eyes, for the first time ever Michael Robinson did not feel like going to work.
But he went, of course, he was the manager, it was his duty to go- but was extremely late.
Au: sorry I haven't updated in a while, just haven't really had any motivation for this story, I want to do Magda's PoV to maybe learn a bit more about her, if anyone has any ideas about how I could continue the story Please comment or message me💕
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