It took a short while, but soon Dave shut off the taps. He sacrificed tranquility for always ready hot water and a little more money to spend on booze. He got out and rubbed himself down with a towel, blow drying his hair and tying it up in a pony-tail. He set about re-dressing himself, all the while eyeing his bottle of whiskey.
He didn't think it would be too bad if he finished it, there was only a little bit left.

Sure enough, Dave emerged from the bathroom with an empty bottle of whiskey. If one was to look in his eyes they'd see that he had re-drunken himself into a mild state of intoxication. He came into the living room and sat down on a couch. He breathed deeply, shifting in his seat for a moment. He eventually spoke, saying to Jack, "You ever think about what it would be like to fuck Mel or Ella?" He paused before adding, "What about both of them together? Imagine if they totally got naked and had a fuckin' tongue party...damn that'd be so fuckin' hot."
Dave sat there, chuckling at the thought.

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