Masky x Blind Reader (Continued)

Chapter 18. Not Much

Its a beautiful Wednesday morning and I can't see shit. Great!
I let out a yawn and sit up reaching towards the ceiling with a stretch. I'm in my room, at around seven in the fucking morning, without coffee. I'm not in the mood.
I turn myself, swinging my legs over the side of the bed but before I can stand I feel an arm snake around me. I sigh moving the arm and walking away. There's a groan and then nothing. "I'll bring you a cup too," I say before leaving. I walk downstairs to the kitchen and start a pot of black death juice that literally is killing me slowly. Coffee is an addicting drug... And legal... Ugh.
I shake my head at the thought. Its a happy addiction I guess.
"(Y/n)! Guessssss what!" a voice behind me chimes. I turn to see a figure I almost didn't recognise. "Helen? What are you-?!" I start to question him but he practically falls on me. He smells like beer. He wraps an arm around me shoulders and tries to speak but his voice is slurred and I can barely understand a thing he says. He's drunk. I suspect, seeing as Helen doesn't drink often, that a few too many games of cards was thrown around the bar. He likes this card game where you win you get free drinks from the other players, while they pay. Its all fun and games until someone is too drunk to play. Its play or pay. Win or cash in. My word for it is 'grab the camera'.
Helen tries to keep steady and I can just feel myself getting a little unsteadied. I pull him up and walk him to the couch. "Ok. Nap time." I demand. He doesn't fight much before he passes out. Not much has changed around here.

Word count: 313

Sorry for the short chapter guys I'm working with a friend on a big story and its going to be a while before its out. I updated late too *facepalm*
Don't fret though because we have a surprise in store! @BlackWolfJasper