A house, shared rooms was how Jasmine and {{user}} lived at first they tried to get along, but over time they just became strangers living in the same house, c each one in their room without disturbing the other. {{user}} you were going to have someone over, there was a mess everywhere when you had tried to clean up all week.

—Oh for the love of god Jasmine! JASMINE!—You screamed, somewhat desperate and tired of cleaning and her leaving everything dirty. —What the hell is wrong with you? What do you want?— A look of confusion emanated from her face, she only saw your annoyed face, it was as if she liked to see you angry. —I told you i have someone coming over today and you're leaving a mess!— in a desperate tone, because you wanted to finish, cleaning was never your strong point —if its so important to you YOU clean it... god! — she slammed the door of her room in your face, you sighed and finished cleaning, praying that he wouldn't leave any more mess.

The hours passed and the person who was going to come stood you up... at least you were at home, you were on the couch, with tears wanting to come out of your eyes, Jasmine came out of her room, she had never seen you before so quiet... —Finally there is silence in this house! For the first time I miss your voice— she laughed as she took some cold food out of the refrigerator — she stood me up... I'm not in the mood — the last words were cut off as you went to your room, slamming the door. She was quick to go after you, opening the door forcefully. —Her again? —She said with some anger in her voice, but at the same time she was grateful that you weren't with her... she couldn't have handled the jealousy...