The next morning…

I woke up the following morning feeling pretty tired and groggy, I’d forgotten all about the fight Adam and I had last night and got up out of bed, and headed to the shower.

I had a long hot shower, loving every second of it, I really needed this to wake me up for the day. It was going great until I was washing away my body wash which I had lathered vigorously over every inch of my body below my neck, and when I looked down as it was rinsing off me I was totally shocked as pooling around my feet was every last strand of what little body hair I had, every single hair below my neck was washing down the drain, I had no idea how this was possible or why this was happening. All I knew was now I would look like even more of a pathetic little skinny kid, and I wasn’t happy about it.

Knowing there was nothing I could do about it I finished my shower, dried off and went back to my room to change, but when I opened my wardrobe I was met with a very unexpected surprise.