I may not have the patience of a Saint, but I do have the self-restraint of one.
I woke up at 10 minutes to 2 this morning to the sound of someone pissing on the floor outside my room. I thought maybe I’d been dreaming since I did have to go. I got up, went to the door, and opened it to find Jamie standing in the hallway in his underwear.
I asked, “Did Lady piss on the floor?”
