Pg. 22 #2

It was 5:00 A.M. and I could hardly keep my eyes open. The smell of lemon cleaner filled my room. "Are we really just now going to bed," I asked my boyfriend, Jacob. I got no response, the only thing i heard was my dog huffing and puffing. That's right, i forgot to bring his water bowl in the room. I had just got under the covers, I really didn't want to get back up, after all, I had just cleaned my entire room. I managed to transform my room from a beer-filled swimming pool, to a spotless nesting spot. It took me two hours, but it was totally worth it, to me and Jacob. I could now go to sleep without anything dirty on my mind and he could keep drinking while I cleaned.
Thirty minutes had passed and I still wasn't asleep. The huffing and puffing hasn't stopped and I'm about to give up and walk the twenty feet to get my poor dog some water. As I start to feel for the top of the cotton comforter that has me in a cocoon the other side of the bed starts moving. "Aww, Jacob, are you going to get Colby some water," I asked. "Jacob what are you doing?"
Jacob definitely wasn't getting Colby water. I guess he felt that I needed the watering. He puked all over me. I pushed him. This didn't help. I didn't care. I jumped in the shower and had no idea how to feel clean. When I got out I noticed Jacob hovered over the sink, hurling. "Jacob, the sink? Are you kidding me? You're less than a foot from the toilet," I yelled. "Do you have any respect?"
It is now 6:30 A.M.. Colby has water and is sound asleep. Jacob is laying on the couch with his body arched. I'm on the floor, scrubbing the lemon cleaner into the floor like it's my life's passion. Maybe it is. I've only been doing this for the past four hours.

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