I'm Ready

I'm ready to move out of my apartment. There has been a glass of urine sitting on the counter in my bathroom for the last week. I'm not sure which of my roommates put it there, but I suspect Rosé. I'm not talking about a sealed, plastic cup. I'm talking about a glass that I used to drink out of that I cannot distinguish from the rest of our glasses. I will now invest in a pack of water bottles.