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even with her door closed, she heard everything. every insult thrown, every angry word exchanged. her parents were both two very passionate people, and that extended to their arguments. these days, they fought almost every night and izzy could time when things would really start to deteriorate. something was thrown, and her mother would shriek or even threaten him, and then a door would slam or a chair would scratch against the floor before she'd hear heavy footsteps. before, they would be leaving the house, and she'd hear the car start as her dad would find his way out of the house for the night. lately, however, they had begun to come upstairs, no doubt leaving her mother to drink away their problems. and like clockwork, she heard the finale. something was thrown to the floor. a chair was pushed down in a huff. some muffled, final parting from her mother before the staircase would creak with a familiar weight. moving to sit on the edge of her bed, she counted the eight seconds it took to reach her bedroom from the top of the staircase and smiled when the door creaked open and light from the hallway spilled in. "hi," she greeted with a wiggle of her fingers. "bad night, daddy?"
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