“Honey, when did we get a new bathroom?” David scratched his head as he looked around the room.
“You never listen to me.” Molly walked inside to stand beside her husband. “Honestly, we went through all of this and even picked out the new suite. It was fitted today.”
“I do listen, I just happened to have the memory of a goldfish.” David bent down and kissed his wife affectionately. “Anyway, it looks very nice, dear, but I already miss my old throne.”
Molly smiled. “Well, it is a good job that one of us is paying attention. Look outside.”
Written for Friday fictioneers