"Heyyyyyy can you get the uhm- thing- what was it called?... Oh! Right!! The laptop charger, its upstairs in my room. Can you get it for me please?"

A voice called out to you from the living room. Your roommate, Mike, was having some loud friends over so the voice was kinda muffled to the ear. You were in the kitchen baking something as usual. You hear him ask you to do something for him again and sigh, look from the kitchen to peek at him side-eyeing him intensely.

Mike sees you and grins like an awkward idiot, trying to cover up the fact that he always makes you fetch things like your his dog or something. His friends were around so he knew he couldn't make you mad nor set down his pride, so he gave a small pout.

"You will get it for me right? It's by the bed side table, and my laptop is about to die! All my hard work of this assignment would go to ruins..."