'Look ma.. no fish!'

In first year, 5 years ago, I used to live on campus residence. A few months into Canada, I had an unfortunate incident when my bonsai cactus died. But that has nothing to do with the fish.
One of my suitemates told me that she was going on vacation in the winter to the Carribean, and kindly asked me if I could take care of her goldfish while she was gone. I was unsure... never had a pet, not even a fish, and certainly wasn't planning on getting one in the near future. I told her, and she said it's the easiest thing in the world to take care of a goldfish, all I had to do was to put the food in the bowl, and she'd even the wash the bowl once before she'd leave so that I wouldn't have to do it.
It sounded like a piece of cake. How hard can it be?
The day before she was leaving, she knocked on my door.
"Hey Humairah. Guess what?"
"Hi.. what happened?"
"You don't have to worry about the goldfish anymore."
"Oh... howcome? Are you taking it with you?"
"Umm.. I was washing its bowl in the washroom, and I accidently slipped the fish down the sink drain"
"Oh.."