Had some fats stay over in my room. They came over at 10:30 PM, friends of my grandmother and uncle. My uncle ordered food for ALL of them, and of course, they wanted monstrous amounts. After eating on my uncle's bed, spilling coke on it and food crumbs everywhere on the floor/bed, they left their garbage and went outside.  I, pissed off as I am, picked their shit up. I gagged halfway through throwing it out, I know their mothers saw me but I don't care. Their kids are gross, and so are they. Even the wrappers were smeared in ketchup and mayo. The mothers slept in that room. I changed the bed sheets of that bed, I hoped they would notice the ketchup stains and coke everywhere but no. Whatever.  Now there's the issue of sleep. "Can we sleep in your room?" The kids ask. "Of course," I say after noticing the look my uncle gave me. Got to be a good host, eh. Two teenage heifers, one poor beachball little girl, and their annoying brother (not a fat but still annoying). Did they sleep? Well, not after 5-6 AM! They kept me up for a long while. I figured if I pretend to sleep, then I might actually fall asleep. I gave them my bed, which is king sized so they can easily fit... I think. I slept on the couch. They didn't sleep on the bed, I shouldn't have given it to them. They stayed up, ruining my bathroom and taking selfies. They touched my shit. Fucking hell that pisses me off. My mascara, my moisturizer, my hairbrush, anything else on my dresser.  I bet you know where I'm going with this when I mentioned my bathroom... First of all, they messed with some pipe I have never touched, now it's leaking and I don't know how to fix it because I'VE NEVER TOUCHED IT. Then, there's the stuff on the floor. What is this mysterious substance they've smeared on my floor?? It's light brown, I'm assuming it's foundation or some powder, because it's also All Over My Sink. My white basin is beige/brown.  Now, the smell.  Goddamn the smell is awful. I don't have a spray in my bathroom and now I'm regretting that. I can't go in there for long without smelling that acrid shit smell and tearing up. I'm so pissed off. I don't like disciplining other people's kids, because what the fuck discipline your own little shits! But I had to resist making them cry. Gah! That would have been glorious. Their mothers apologized. They knew. Those huge, big bellied bitches knew how awful their kids are. I didn't protest to their apologies. I didn't tell them anything at all because my grandma is huge on manners and treating people politely and she was next to me^^^ "You mustn't have gotten any sleep at all!" smile and nod "They probably kept you up all night!" smile and nod "I hope they weren't too much of a hassle..." smile  "Poor girl, our kids are quite energetic at that time of night." smile I. Am. So. Angry. Is that what you do when someone allows you to stay in their room?? You touch their shit, make fun of them when you think they're asleep, ruin their bathroom?? Fat, entitled little brats. EDIT: I slept on the couch because I'm the only one that could fit on it.