So Dad has been out of town for a couple of days. Derek (my brother) left town today to go hang out with friends.
Shortly before he left but before any of us could talk to him, we discovered...the situation? Apparently something went down in the upstairs bathroom last night.
The toilet lid is closed, and there is a sign on it reading 'DO NOT USE. Toilet is broken. Sorry. -Derek'
There are (dry, clean) paper towels scattered all over the floor.
There is a single (empty, apparently clean) plastic cup sitting in the middle of the floor.
Our largest metal pot from the kitchen (of the size that you would use to make a large amount of soup or pasta) is sitting, empty and apparently clean, in the shower.
We are all too nervous to lift up the lid of the toilet and see what might be in there. We've decided unanimously to leave it for when either he or Dad gets home, and we are using the downstairs bathroom for now.
UPDATE. Mom has lifted the lid. The toilet is, unsurprisingly, full of tobacco dip.
Shortly before he left but before any of us could talk to him, we discovered...the situation? Apparently something went down in the upstairs bathroom last night.
The toilet lid is closed, and there is a sign on it reading 'DO NOT USE. Toilet is broken. Sorry. -Derek'
There are (dry, clean) paper towels scattered all over the floor.
There is a single (empty, apparently clean) plastic cup sitting in the middle of the floor.
Our largest metal pot from the kitchen (of the size that you would use to make a large amount of soup or pasta) is sitting, empty and apparently clean, in the shower.
We are all too nervous to lift up the lid of the toilet and see what might be in there. We've decided unanimously to leave it for when either he or Dad gets home, and we are using the downstairs bathroom for now.
UPDATE. Mom has lifted the lid. The toilet is, unsurprisingly, full of tobacco dip.