Inconvenient

I am washing my coffee-stained dress, full heartedly assured the stains are permanent, but washing it anyhow. I hang it to dry on the drying rack, seeing that the stain is still just as present as it was before I washed it, and hanging it to dry anyhow. I sit down on the toilet, 10, 15, maybe 20 minutes later, and it is raining! On my head. Full drops of water. It is pouring rain. Rain...it must be acid rain...all rain is acid rain, isn't it? But it smells like perfume! I am being rained on by perfumed rain! It dots my eyes, curls my straightened hair, sticks to my back. This rain really does have an odd smell, and does not belong in my bathroom, and surely not directly over my toilet. It is not raining anywhere else in my bathroom. Why is it raining perfume rain over the toilet, while I am on it?
It smells like laundry
Like Woolite!
Woolite?
Ohhh
Oh!
Oh.
oh...
My wet-washed-stained-with-coffee-permanenty dress, is, in fact, on my drying rack, which is, in fact, placed inconveniently above my toilet, which is, in fact, where I am sitting, which is why, in fact, I am covered in perfume scented rain, which is, in fact, actually Woolite scented rain, which does, in fact, smell quite nice. I wouldn't mind smelling like Woolite all the time.

I do, however, mind coffee stains all over the ass of my dress.
Woolite doesn't care.
Rain on me Woolite, fuck you, says Woolite, I will not clean your dress, but I will pee on you while you pee.