You are an aluminum dish. Your corners are wonderfully rounded and you have just the perfect lip around your edge. You are a circle shaped aluminum dish, perfect for baking small cakes. You were produced in India and sold by a dropshipper out of Oregon. You were a gift from a middle aged woman in Wisconsin to her daughter after she moved out for college. You are not frequently used for cooking or baking, but you have been used as a puke dish, which isn’t the worst fate you might think. Right now you are stashed in the cabinet below the kitchen sink, precariously balanced on assorted cleaning supplies and receiving forever altering dents in your bottom.

( suddenly slide off the bottle of 1/10th bleach water and clatter noisily at 3AM / vanish suddenly, never to be seen again)