Star's POV

My fingers were wrinkled as that of an old woman. I sighed loudly as I picked up the last plate assigned to me for washing. My reaction to near-freedom caused Dan who was standing beside me to laugh. 

"Tell me you don't feel the same Dan." I raised a brow at him as he cocked his head. 

"I do. We have been here for hours. My skin is already itching from so much water." Dan was the one assigned to rinsing and his fingers looked just as wrinkled as mine. I slowly lifted my hands from the foamy water and placed them under the tap, making Dan frown...