This is my life, these are my choices

[jumperfucker]

No, actually. They're not my choices. They're S's choices. Because he's the idiot who chose to go let himself into Bill's last night, and then leave after making a huge mess in the kitchen.

And now he's sulking because Bill made him go back there today and clean it up. You know, I didn't even know S knew how to do the washing up. I might have to do something with this new information.

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[not_thatbill]

Least he cleaned up after

Or rather, we made him clean up before Millie got to see the kitchen. That room is her baby