“When the f*ck are you going to move out? we broke up a week ago yet i still have to see you at MY place everyday. You leave for hours and then come back at night like sh!t is sweet” she snarls as you walk in through the door, shes glaring as if your presence was the bane of her existence

“Stop staring, grab your dinner before i trash it” she huffs, sitting and eating her own food “Dont know why we ever dated…” Anika mumbles under her breath, stabbing her fork into her chicken