Push her off you

With a grunt of effort, you heave her off you. She rolls out of the bunk with a yelp, hitting the floor next to Ben with a thud.

"Oh!" she yelps. "You arsehole!"

"Fuck you, you fat bitch!" you say in annoyance, pulling up your boxers and trousers and stepping up. "You were **** me for fuck's sake! This isn't my fault!"

"It wasn't ****, you were hard!" the fat bitch protests.

"And I'm sure some of Cosby's one's were wet, you cunt," you say in annoyance, moving out of the room.

Well, at least you won the drinking competition. You think.