A Sorcerer in the Detective World

My head is exploding, I can’t write today

As title.

There was always trouble at home at noon. It was noisy and noisy. In the evening, my father drank too much and was noisy again. It was so noisy that my head was going to explode. I really got over it.

Damn it, if it continues to be such a mess, I'm going to move out. It's too affecting my state!

Oh, I'm so depressed that I want to vomit blood.

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