FATHER KNOWS THE BEST

The morning after that depressing night, Lyrical woke up with a headache. She had no intention of getting out of her bed. She tossed in her bed, dawdling time. She heard her uncle call her name, he told her to join them for breakfast. Lyrical wanted to refuse as she was in no mood to do anything at all, or if possible she wanted to ignore everyone around her altogether.

But, that would be rude to her uncle and aunt, so Lyrical slid out of the bed, crawled her way to the bathroom, brushed her teeth lying on the floor, washed her face sitting on the bathroom counter, and leaning on the sink. Lyrical adjusted herself to the warm water sprinkling out of the shower and sluggishly scrubbed her body, just so that, she does not stink even after having a bath.