"What the hell is this?!"
John was awoken from his peaceful slumber to what felt like a warzone, "what?! What is it?"
"What the hell are you wearing?!" His father asked him.
He was momentarily confused why he was in the living room. He followed his fathers inquiry and saw the red panties around his waist and he was just as shocked as his dad was, "that was REAL?!" he muttered to himself.
In his waking delirium he tried to tell his dad how it attacked him and attached itself to him out of the shower, not realizing how crazy that sounded.
"I'm not listening to your made up stories!" He said, "but to dress like that is unacceptable. And to flaunt it where anyone could come in is even MORE unacceptable! What if we had guests that came in and saw you like this?! Quick! Get to your room and get changed! We'll talk about this later once I feel less nauseous! My own son."
"But dad! They don't come off!"
"I DONT WANT TO HEAR IT! DON'T MAKE ME TELL YOU AGAIN!"
You took his warning, got up, grabbed your towel, hid your predicament with it, and went to your room.
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