I had a strange experience last night... Fister puked very late in the night and I couldn't be bothered to clean it up at that hour, but I went to the bathroom and also brought some kitchen-roll paper (what's that called in English?) to soak any fluid.
We call them paper towels.
Feel free to continue with the original topic now...
Time helps the sadness subside, but the memories remain forever.
Bookmarks