Grin and bare it

Sighing, I couldn't believe I still wouldn't get dressed, as we walked past our house to aunt Susan's. I wondered if Rian would have accepted that challenge, and eaten what abominations Kay often made for herself and Lee, the only two people in Britain who could handle it. In a way I felt very sorry for her, how she took these things worse than me. On the other, Dan had bailed her out in one of the greatest cop-outs in human history, and I was quite cross about the whole Instagram thing. What a lucky bitch! I really wanted to see to it that she never wear a stitch of clothing again in her life. Oh well, that'll have to be a later conversation with Susan...

We let ourselves in the house and decided what to do next.