Clean Up on Aisle Living Room

They think I don't know, but I know.

Sometimes I hear them laughing, oftentimes I can hear the TV turned up just a little too loud, probably to cover the noise of their indiscretions. They are sluggards and would sleep all day if I didn't wake them at 8 every morning.

It's not unusual for me to walk around the apartment and do a little inspection before they've even had their shower or their first cup of coffee. What usually happens is I stumble upon the leftovers of their little trysts. I've found ice cream wrappers, cheese and cracker crumbs, opened bars of chocolate, soiled napkins, and wine bottles.

Always the wine bottles.

I don't see how they can keep a straight face in light of my accusations, I mean, it's an empty wine bottle that wasn't there before I went to bed. Nevertheless, I'm a good son. I will continue to dutifully deliver the trash to them each morning one piece at a time.

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