The Mystery of the Missing Steamer [F]
Last night, to end the day, I made myself a hot cocoa, brushed my teeth, and went off to bed. This morning, after splashing my face with cold water, I proceeded to start the day with a hot coffee, as per usual, only the kettle I had made last night’s hot cocoa with was different, it was no longer the silver stainless-steel kettle I’ve had in my possession for the longest time, no, it was now some cheap piece of plastic thingy. Coming face to face with an unfamiliar object in your space of comfort isn’t alarming, it’s just, weird.
Between the hours of me going to bed and waking up, someone broke into the house and stole the stainless-steel kettle. Not only that, but they replaced it, which is incredibly frustrating and so not cool. No note, message or explanation. Trolling on a criminal level. Psychological mindfuck games. WHY?!
Someone stole the kettle. Television, computers, microwave, game systems; all OK and in their rightful places, but the kettle… I can’t even… If you are reading this, guy, fuck you. They both boil water. If you already had one why take mine? But worse is you exchanged it. You could have had two. Better still, I wouldn’t have had to think on it, you mad genius fuck you! WHAT THE FUCK! WHY DO WEIRD THINGS HAPPEN TO ME?! MY KETTLE! CRIME!!! ARRRGGGGHHHH!!!
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