the next morning we were all woken up to what i can only describe as the loudest sound i'd ever heard in my life.
"what is it with people waking me up on the trip man" i moaned as i stuffed my face under my pillow.
the loud noise, which id now established was a bell, kept going. i eventually gave in and got up joining chris in the doorway.
"when'd you get in last night then" i slightly shouted so he could hear me over that fucking bell.
"i don't know late anyways, you were asleep" he paused "i could hear your tiny little snores".
i punched him on the arm "prick" i told him which made him laugh.
"hour for cleansing" the russian woman with the bell said "girls first clean, then boys clean".
i rolled my eyes "fucking hell it's too early for this" i said as i got my shower bag out of my case.
"gonna tell me what it's like when you come back" chris asked as he lay on my bed and picked up one of my comics.
"i can already tell you now it's gonna be the worst shower you've ever seen" i said before snatching the comic off him "and i didn't say you could read that".
"have fun" he mocked as i left the room to meet up with michelle and jal.
i don't know how but i ended up at the front of the queue. i kept walking to where the russian lady told us to go but i was confused as it seemed we were heading outside.
my thoughts were right because i turned the corner and i was now in some courtyard thing.
"move along" the woman grabbed my arm and dragged me away from the door.
suddenly i was blasted by the sharpest, coldest water i'd ever felt, honestly i thought she was throwing little icicles at me.
"what the fuck you psycho stop it" i screamed "oi are you fucking deaf cut it out".
after about five minutes she turned the hose off "there...all clean" she smiled at me.
i just glared at her before starting to walk back inside "fucking bitch" i muttered.
i opened the door to my room and threw my shower bag down.
"well" chris asked as he picked up a towel "how bad was it".
i was about to tell him the truth then i realised it was chris so why the fuck would i do that.
i nodded "it's honestly not bad, it's just like the changing room showers".
"hm" he hummed "that's not bad then...right i'll see you after i'm clean" he mocked the lady with the bell.
i laughed knowing he was so unprepared for what he was about to go down to.
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"okey-dokey, karaoke... folks listen up" tom shouted as he snapped his fingers.
"come on you can't seriously still be pissed at me" i said to chris.
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INEFFABLE - chris miles
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