Standing side by side at the bathroom sink, Oh Joomin lifted Sol onto the stool. Sol handed him the yellow toothbrush he had used the night before, and Oh Joomin squeezed out a long, thick line of toothpaste.
“That’s way too much!”
With a mountain of minty foam in his mouth, Sol began to brush. If Oh Joomin kept using this much every time, they’d be buying a new tube every week.
Sol glanced at Oh Joomin’s reflection in the mirror. His