Blair’s POV

I throw the towel against trash can and watch as it bounces out.

Great! Just fucking great! Not even that can go right tonight.

I huff over and snatch the paper towel off of the ground and stare into the opening. There are a dozen partially used paper towels just below the rim. What a waist. I throw my own paper towel into the trash can forcefully.The bag rustles under the force of my toss, throwing it away.

Just the thought ...