While you don’t THINK you have a concussion, you figure that it would be best to get yourself looked at anyway. In the meantime, some aspirin will help take some of the edge off your migraine. You leave your bedroom and make your way down the hall to the bathroom.
Jennie, your step-sister, has already used the shower this morning; the room is a complete mess with towels and dirty laundry scattered everywhere. You grab the bottle of painkillers from the medicine cabinet, pop back two tablets, and wash it down with a glass of tap water.
You set the glass back down on the bathroom counter and look up to see your reflection in the mirror. Your hair is a mess and your clothes look slept in; it wouldnt be a bad idea to shower and get changed before going to see a doctor.
You undress yourself, tossing your clothes in the dirty laundry hamper in the corner; as you look around the bathroom, you can't help but wish that your step-sister could be arsed to do the same.
Seconds later, Jennie bursts through the door. You let out a surprised yelp, scrambling to cover your modesty. Jennie, who normally would never miss an opportunity to embarrass you, ignores you completely and starts picking up every piece of dirty laundry she left in the room, tossing everything into the laundry basket. She even yanks the damp towel out from under your feet and tosses it in with the rest!
“Sorry I couldn’t be arsed to put the dirty laundry in the hamper, Michael,” Jennie says to you meekly before leaving the bathroom.
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