A man on his knees

The bottles rattle as the fridge door slams shut with more force than I intended.

But fucking hell, what the fuck did I do in my previous life to get such a fucking shit run with women.

I pop the cap and take a long swig of the hop in my hand.

My head drops onto the fridge door, the bottle dangles from my fingers as I think of how fucked this day is.

'Zero."

Closing my eyes, I try fucking hard to control my anger and not lose my shit on ...