Jasmine poked her head into the bathroom and asked Linda if she would be able to fix the toilet. Linda shook her head as she waved the plunger around absently. “It still doesn’t work,” she sighed. “We will have to wait and find a plumber in the morning…”
They had known that the drainage in the old building was poor, but neither of them had realized how poor it actually was.
“What should I do now?” Jasmine whined. “I’m waiting to use the toilet! I have to take a s**t! Why did you rent such a shitty apartment? I’m sick of it!”
Linda raised her voice and said, “You were the one who sold our home for next to nothing and invested all of our money into worthless stocks. We could barely afford this s**t hole so, the next time you want to point fingers, point them at yourself, you b***h!”
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