I send an eye roll emoji, and Maddie, the mature sister, sends an eggplant in response.
Once I’m home, I head upstairs to quickly freshen up. I look around the bathroom and notice Liam’s dirty clothes in a pile. Ugh. He’s lucky I love his slobby ass so much. He left yesterday morning for work, and I’m not sure when he’ll be back this time. Grabbing his crap in my arms, I walk to his bedroom and throw them in his overflowing hamper. Deciding I’ll be nice this one time, I grab the basket and take it downstairs to the laundry room. He works so much, and if I don’t clean his clothes, he’ll start attracting flies.
I reach into the pockets of his jeans and empty them out before shoving them into the washer, and in the third pair, I find a receipt and a gambling chip.
What the hell?
The recei
