My housemate bought the sponges. Some of the sponges.
I bought the dishwasher detergent. The laundry detergent. The paper towels. The toilet paper. Almost all of the silverware and dishes are mine.
I’m sure if I look closely, I’ll find something in this house I did not buy. Maybe. If I think about it long enough.
Let’s take a wander through here, shall we?
The piles of lint left on the floor. She must have taken it off the laundry machine, and then simply left it there. Someone will get to it eventually, I suppose. Who will? Who does she think is going to pick it up?