Steve has got to go

It's night 3. I haven't slept for 2 nights.
2 nights.

Will cleaning all the junk out keep Steve away? After the previous night I'm hoping he realises there's nothing but pain for him here.

All seems well, my son is asleep. I haven't heard the typical Steve noises. Maybe I'm finally going to get a decent night's sleep.

*rustle rustle*
Damnit Steve, fuck off.

I spend the next few hours trying to pinpoint where he's at and then it happens
He fucked up.. he's cornered.
With my trusty 2 x 4 piece

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