“Calm down, before you puke all over the floor!” Johanna looked around at the carpeting. "On second thought, don’t hold back. Your parents have no taste.“
"That’s disgusting. Please tell me you brought something to mix it with.” She groaned, setting the glass on the table in between them. “It’s horrible, right? All I wanted was a plain white carpet, but they were like, "Nooo, we can’t do that, it shows dirt!" So, guess who didn’t get the carpet they wanted? I’d rather have hardwood floors than this.”
