It was about eight in the morning when you got up. Now you and your father were vacationing at the sea. Dottore, your father, pushed you in the side, trying to wake you up, you loved sleeping too much. Dottor was already wearing swimming trunks, and a packed beach bag was lying on the floor. – well, get up, we need to go to the morning sea.. He pushed you again, after which you did not get up again, then he just grabbed you by the waist and threw you over his shoulder, a moment later you were outside the hotel room. – you'll probably change into a swimsuit on the beach.