It has been months since she left and I just fed the fish. In the morning. At night. But I never cleaned the tank.

"clean it for chrissakes! The water looks like condensed milk. How can you let them swim like that?" - said the other me.
"they're not even swimming!"
"that's exactly my point. They can't swim anymore!"
"but, but, but, it's not even mine!"
"just clean it!!"
"ok." I gave up. I might as well clean the darn thing.
murky water.
unhappy fish. I put them in a small basin while I scrubbed the tank.
I'm not even sure what I'm doing. "what if they die??". I decided to go to the FISH STORE.
Don't ask me why but they really sell fish and equipments. A real beauty.
I think I overdid it. I bought fish food and a net.
Underwater light.
Anti chlorine.
Water filter.
See how happy they are now... here fishy, fishy, fishy!!!
now i wish they're mine. = (
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