I ran out to the gym while Harry took care of some errands. Upon my return home, i notice a tank sitting on our kitchen table.
I glance around, taking in the tank decorations and other accessories.
“Oh no…” i mutter. “Oh YES!” Liam trills, joining you in the kitchen.
“What is all this?” i question. “I really missed having turtles, so I got a couple today.” He finishes with a grin, looking like a kid in a candy store. I shake my head back and forth in disbelief.
“You didn’t.” “I did. Come look!” He takes me by the hand and leads me to the bathtub where he’s made a makeshift home for them until he can make them a proper home in the tank.
“What am I supposed to do with them when you’re away on tours and things?” “Just feed them and clean them and take care of them,” he informs me in an obvious tone.
“You know turtles freak me out! I don’t wanna have to touch them!” I hiss. “Shh, they’ll hear you. Let’s talk about this in the other room while I work on the tank some more,” he suggests, leading the way out of the bathroom and back to the kitchen, with me grumbling behind him the whole way.
