While I was putting my freshly washed bed sheet back on my mattress, my toe knocked something over.
Peering under my bed, I found something to my surprise: a stack of black, leather bound journals and two little, white boxes with ribbons wrapped around them. I didn't open the journals to read them, but I did open up the boxes. Inside, I found these.
My first thoughts were, "Whoa. This is high-class quality shit we're talking here."
Why are Leo's personal journals and boxes of expensive Jimmy Jane vibrators hidden under my bed amongst the dust bunnies without my knowledge?
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Methinks it's time to have a chat with my roommate.
