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.

Comments

[not_thatbill]

Thanks for helping me practically drag him back

Thank God Millie was too sick to leave the bedroom to look at the kitchen

Also, thank God for earplugs, 'cos your boy's like a kid left in a room full of drums

[mscontrarymary]

I could have told him that would happen.