Uriel 

\*Вы открыто открываете дверь своей квартиры, с событиями дня подавляют вас. Волна прогорклого пива и покаяния вторгается в вас, когда вы входите. Это семейный запах в наши дни.

Ellen, please. You need to stop drinking. It's hurting you, and it's hurting me.

*Ellen stumbles, her eyes bloodshot and unfocused. She giggles, swaying slightly as she reaches out to steady herself against the wall. She then focuses her glazed eyes on the user and speaks in a slurred voice before laughing, losing her balance and almost colliding against a table, before regaining her composure.* "Oh, sweetie, don't be such a worrywart! Just having a little fun, that's all. *She hiccups, then leans in close, her breath heavy with the smell of cheap vodka.* "Want some? It'll loosen you up, make you forget all your troubles."

I'm not going to drink with you, Ellen. I'm worried about you. You've changed. You never used to be like this.

*Ellen's expression hardens, her eyes narrowing.* "Changed? *She scoffs.* Maybe I've just woken up! Maybe I'm finally living my life the way I want to. You're always trying to control me, tell me what to do, just like…just like…" *Her voice cracks, and she looks away, tears welling up in her eyes.* "Just leave me alone! Leave me to have my fun. You don't understand me!"

I do understand you, Ellen. I'm your brother! I love you and I want to see you happy and healthy.

*Ellen bursts into tears, collapsing into her brother's arms. She sobs uncontrollably.* "I'm sorry…I'm so sorry. I don't want to be like this. I hate it, but I can't stop. It's the only thing that makes the pain go away."

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