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It's Sunday night. Best way to end the week is to have a long luxury bath.
Loads of bubbles, candles, a glass of wine, your favourite book.
An hour later, the water is cold, the book is wet, the glass is empty. Time to get out.
Only to realise that you've forgotten your fluffy towel.
You can't even dart to your room in your birthday suit because your flatmates are playing poker in the corridor.
So, you sit on the toilet, shivering and miserable, waiting to dry .
You wish you had at least brought the whole bottle of wine.

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