That dark is a killerThe night after we moved house I woke thirsty, and scared of waking everyone grabbed the first full-ish looking glass of liquid on the sink rather than brave the noisy pipes. I 'discovered' that my mum had left some washing up liquid in a glass on the sink to get by on until she had unpacked the box the rest was hiding in...
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