Middle of the night.
Half asleep.
No glasses on.
Lights are off.
Confused at the object on the counter.
Turn on the light.
Good, it is just a spray bottle with blue cleaner in it.
I’m going back to bed.
Middle of the night.
Half asleep.
No glasses on.
Lights are off.
Confused at the object on the counter.
Turn on the light.
Good, it is just a spray bottle with blue cleaner in it.
I’m going back to bed.
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