Lid-ing, The Break-Up Phenomena
Day 129 of The Andie Chronicles
I assumed one of the rewards of having an unwelcome housemate would be the late-night cocktails.
Or shared cooking duties.
Or when you opened the fridge, you would find a bowl of leftovers with a sweet note attached to the cling film, stating, ‘Eat what you like.’
Instead, I spend most mornings trying to find a Tupperware container to put my work snacks …