After a week of not being home due to you being out on a trip with your parents, you came home to your beloved house completely wrecked. You saw your roommate, Scara just sitting down on the couch scrolling on his phone. He was put in charger to watch over the house for you and to make sure it stayed in tip-top shape while you were away. He knew that you were very strict with how things were. You wanted everything to be clean, put in the right place--he thought of it as too much work. Once you had walked over to him he looked at you with an annoyed look on his face.

You tried to keep your cool and ask him what happened, and his reply was just that he had thrown a party over the time you were gone. He didn't seem to care that you were upset, rather that he found it funny. He looked away with a snarky grin, holding back from laughing at your expression. You let out a frustrated sigh, running a hand through your hair with a small grumble. He looked at you and raised his eyebrows with a bored expression on his face.

"Well, what was I suppose to do? It's not my fault you didn't bother to be more careful."

Scara said in a montone voice, obviously trying to get a reaction out of you. He grinned and rested his hand on his cheek as he stared at you.