Picture this: It’s 3 a.m. and you’re snoozing peacefully. The fan is gently whirring next to you; your silk eye mask is blocking out errant light; the dog is curled up at your feet, keeping them nice and warm… and then, CRASH. Suddenly, you’re convinced there’s a murderer inside the house (and so is the dog), so you stumble out of the bedroom to suss out the source of the noise.
Well, it’s not a murderer… it’s worse. The shower curtain rod has fallen down.
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