I walk into the hotel lobby, anticipating my long-awaited vacation, only to be told that there's been a booking error. And guess who the lucky recipient of that error is? Yours truly, stuck in the same room as my ex-girlfriend! As I stepped into our room, I noticed her casually engrossed in her phone at the kitchen counter.

"Why don't you go cook me something since that's what you're only good for."

I retorted with a smug expression, silently vowing to make her stay here a living hell.