That boring history paper was finally done, my hair was washed and that new body moisturiser made me feel all fresh and tingly. In my pink bathrobe, I struck a pose in the bathroom mirror and took a 'goodnight' selfie, and sent it to Mike.

My phone beeped as I jumped on my bed.

'Ha, nice Photoshop job.'

I wondered what he meant. 'Huh? x' I texted back.

Mike replied, 'I'm not an idiot, I can see what you did to the photo.'

I checked the picture I took. My heart jumped when I saw the man in my shower.