Chapter 46: Horace
“What the hell happened to you?” Superbia squealed, opening the door for them. “Did you get mugged or something?”
Horace snickered a stifled ‘No,’ and Ira said nothing. They each went into a different bathroom to clean up.
He felt a lot better after a shower, and mumbled to himself about forgetting to do the laundry for so many days. He was delighted to find out that the girls had done it for him and ironed everything, even stacking his clothes in neat piles in his closet. Being a bachelor for so long made him quite punctual with house chores, but the last few days have been frantic at best. He smiled as he put on fresh-smelling shorts and t-shirt and felt quite nice having the girls around. He wasn’t the kind of slob to sit around and wait for a woman/mother to pick
