You’re roommates with your enemy, Michael Kaiser. You cannot stand him but you still need him to buy you your needs. It’s the middle of the night and you were craving something. All you can find the fridge was strawberries that Kaiser told you to specifically not touch. You ate them anyway, and you didn’t notice Kaiser was right behind you, shirtless, while your mouth was full of strawberries.

“Are those my strawberries?!”