Cam stared at the spot on the carpet for so long his eyes started to dry out. He’d tried everything the internet had suggested: vinegar, soda water, baking powder, baking soda (he’d misread that last one), hot water, cold water, luke warm water.
The stain remained.
He was going to get in so much trouble.
He turned on the cricket, opened a beer and put his feet up on the coffee table. If he was going to get yelled at, he might as well make it worth her while.