drag your sorry ass to the shower

After a little while you decide you probably have to do what your dad told you. The hangover is pretty bad today. You grab your glass of water only to discover that it is empty. "Great..as if today could get any better" you sigh. Slowly you get up which certainly did not help your splitting headache.

Stumbling over the closet you grab a simple set of clothes: black skinny jeans & a white top. Of course you also get socks, panties & a bra.

As you make your way to the shower, you are still battling your headache. Hopefully the warm shower will help a bit. You lock the door. Put your clothes on the sink and get a towel out of the closet. After that you step into the shower.

The pipes creak a bit and the water starts to flow, it's ice cold. Patiently you wait but it doesn't seem to be heating up, what a terrible day.

A while later you groggily come down stairs, your hair still wrapped in a towel. There you see your dad sitting at the dining table. He tuns to you and says