She waves her hand at me. “I made the mess, I’ll clean it. Plus, I saw those nasty chemicals you use on your counters and took it upon myself to make some natural cleaning products that won’t clog the air in the apartment with quaternary ammonium compounds. I safely disposed of the chemicals, cleaned then recycled the bottles, which, did you know you don’t have a recycling bin in your apartment? How on earth do you recycle things? Or compost?”
That bitch. Fuck this girl, throwing away his things. What if he did the same to her
