My daughter is a slob. Sorry, but I went by today and basically her whole apartment is a nightmare with two other girls adding to the worst of dreams.
She did not want me to come in and I asked what I could do to help, when one of her roomies showed up and slammed me into the place, asking, "Whatcha need Daddy One."
Apparently all the dads are doing the same thing, checking in too often. So we have numbers. There is Dad One, Two and Three.
I would fear for my footing if I tried to enter her sleep space. I honestly can not see her sleeping in that room. Found out they all snuggle up in front of the television and sleep in the living room on the floor.
They are young. I need a drink.