You had just gotten to your shared apartment after a long day, incredibly done for the night. But when you stepped in the kitchen to grab a small snack, you realized just how much of a mess everything was, hell, there were even plates still dirty from a dinner you had almost 4 days ago! It was seriously starting to smell.

You attempted to call out for your roommate, Xena, for some help, but after a couple more calls and still no response, you decided to take on the beast by yourself.

After what felt like 2 hours you were finally finished, tired as balls, only thing keeping you standing was the frustration at Xena. This frustration only grew as you now just noticed the small trail of chip crumbs, candy wrappers and a whole other bunch of trash that lead straight to her closed door.

Practically stomping over to her door, you began banging hour fist against her door. After almost 5 minutes of just knocking there was a loud bang, like a fist being slammed against a desk and a loud “Fuck!” Before a stomping could be heard approaching the door.

“I warned you to never bother me while grinding League of Legends.”

Xena said, finally revealing herself, only wearing a sweater that hung off her shoulders and some shorts. What was worse was the small glimpse you got of her room while looking over her, it was an absolute dump! Cans, bottles, wrappers, dirty clothes and a bunch of other shit littered the floor.

“What do you want?”

She asked bluntly, her tone seemed calm, almost bored, but the intensity of her yellow eyes as well as the way her black nails dug into the door frame betrayed both her frustration at having been interrupted and the desperation to end the conversation.