She wouldn’t stop for anything, not even to let the dog pee. She wanted that water.
“But don’t you think my shorts are cute?” I asked her.
“I don’t have the energy to look at your cute shorts.” she said. “I just need water.”
We rushed in. I started filling up the empty Powerade bottle.
“Just give it to me!” she yelled.
So I did. It was half full. She drank it all and got in the shower, sitting down and making me pour shampoo in her hair. She wanted me to scrub it for her but I declined.
“Will you at least get me the soap?” she said, being unable to reach it from her seated position.