This morning the unthinkable happened.
Ellie left a present for me on my pillow - I didn’t see it when I laid down.
Yes. I laid in Ellie’s shit.
And you know the worst part about it? Right after I laid down I thought to myself, “Hm. I hope she didn’t poop”. RIGHT AFTER. Then I thought, “Nah. What are the chances of that?” - Evidently very good.
Happens all the time