The roommate I share a bathroom with went home this weekend. He left behind though a stew of sorts in his rice cooker. I’m sure it was good at one point, but over the weekend it started smelling rotten. In fact, I think I can smell the stench inside my room. It’s sort of making me want to wretch.
I’m not particularly happy about it right now, but I’m not about to clean up his mess. This is just adding to my list of current grievances.
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