I woke up to my alarm. I groaned, then rolled over and turned my alarm off. There was a knock on the door.
"Can I come in, Carla?" It was Jerry.
"Yeah," I replied as I stretched.
The door opened, and then Jerry walked in.
"What's your sexuality?" He asked.
"Lesbian," I replied.
"Cool. You have to find a wife ASAP. I'll go and look for a potential wife for you." Jerry said.
"Ok," I replied.
"I'll go find some right now." He said.
Jerry left the room. I got out of bed. I walked into my bathroom. I noticed there was a bath in there.
I've always wanted to to a bath. But I've never taken one before.
I decided I'd have a bath.
I grabbed the plug from the edge of the bath and put it in the drain. I turned on the tap and stuck my hand under the water to make sure it was the perfect temperature.
It was.
I noticed there was a bottle of bubble bath formula.
I decided to pour some in the bath.
I grabbed the bottle and opened the lid. I poured some in the bath. I closed the lid and put it back in the tub. I closed the door and took my clothes off.
It was 5 minutes later.
The bath was almost full.
I turned off the tap and then hopped in.
"Oh fuck, this feels bloody amazing," I said.
It was 10 minutes later.
I decided to hop out of the bath.
I hopped out and grabbed the plug. I put it back on the edge of the bath. I watched as the water swirled down the drain, looking like a mini whirlpool.
Once the bath was empty, I grabbed a white towel from the rack and dried myself off.
Once I was dried, I threw the towel on the floor. I opened the door and left my bathroom. I walked up to my closet. I could feel the shaggy rug under my feet.
And it felt amazing.
I grabbed a red and black flannel, white t-shirt, white skinny jeans, black sports bra, black underwear, black army boots and socks from my closet.
I put them on my bed. I got changed into them. I left my room and entered the lounge to see Jerry on his laptop.
"Found anyone yet?" I asked as I sat down on the couch. "Holy fuck, this couch is comfy as fuck."
"No, not yet." He replied.
I grabbed the TV remote from the coffee table and turned on the flatscreen TV. I was flicking through the channels.
"Do they have footy here?" I asked.
"Uh, what's footy?" Jerry asked.
"Football. Strayan football." I replied.
"Uh, what's strayan?" Jerry asked.
"Australian," I replied.
"No, they don't." He replied.
"Fuck me," I retorted.
"I found 2 potentials," Jerry said.
"Ok. Cool," I replied as I stood up.
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The Bogan Princess (WxW)
RomanceThere is a princess in the British royal family named Carla. She's the heir to the throne. At an early age, she and her mum, Queen Brittany, moved to Australia. King John dies, so the royal family and some staff go to Australia and start finding C...