my baby never finishes his drinks

There are two nearly empty Ribena packet drinks on my desk, courtesy of mr. i'm-thirsty-baby-please-give-me-a-drink, who never, I emphasize NEVER finishes his drinks. This and along with other little traits such as: 1. handing me his loose change to keep because "guys don't have a place to put coins in our wallets, baby!"; 2. his tendency to wear the same shirt over and over again "because it's my favourite shirt!" despite having a closetful of other shirts; 3. referring to everything that's awesome as "good shit"- the "shit" may refer to a drink/food/show/song/movie/car/shoes...please delete as required. That makes the imperfect person he is, whom I love.



The good shit still waiting to be finished.