Amsel

"Too loud," Eren's father mumbled in his sleep, turning over to his side on the floor. The two word sentence sent a wave of horrid, alcohol-poisoned breath over to his son. He cringed.
He lowered the volume of the television and began dozing off, legs draped over the sides of the armchair. Bad dreams. Always bad dreams and there was no way around it.
*Warning - Drug use and abuse*