I notice that Steve has been leaving for a few days. He doesn't eat here, so I always eat alone. I don't know where he went, but he came home drunk. Not even very drunk because he can still drive home. I often scream at him every time he has drunk. But I ignored all that, even though I was hurting. I just understood.
And now I'm waiting for him to come home again. No matter how many times he kicks me out, I don’t care. I don't know when it started, but… My crush on him then suddenly got worse. I suddenly woke up that I wanted to take care of him, that I wanted him to accept me too. I also want to fulfill Nicole's request that I am not getting tired on Steve. Because I would like to believe that, he will also learn to love me.
I immediately stood up to open the door. I wouldn’t be surprised if one day our door breaks down. Because every time he came home, he would open it harshly.
“S-Steve … You've eaten—”
