Sitting in the shower and waiting for the tub to fill up while listening to Fall Out Boy radio on Pandora may be my lifes only purpose. All other feelings of comfort bow down to being wrapped in lyrics and warmth and feelings of such intimate privacy. There are no expecations for people in the shower.
Except to eventually get out of the shower which would be 2nd place to being in the shower if I didnt have a roomate. Putting on my bra and underwear while my skin is still pretty moist is better than being naked in front of Alexa but still a pretty uncomfortable task.
I dont get the feeling she feels the same. She has no problem inviting me to sit with her while shes completely naked in the tub, usually talking about Dusty. Dusty, her boyfriend, is in jail. Well, not really in jail. Dusty is in a group home, serving his two year sentence for vandalizing and destroyong property at a baseball field with Adrian.
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Its Not A Funny Story
Teen FictionWhen you accidentally move to another state where you know nothing and no one things can change.
