when you moved into your apartment, you instantly hated your enemy. You both pissed eachother off so much. It shouldn’t be humanly possible.

after arguing for an hour over who should make dinner, he gives in and starts making dinner.

while in the bathroom, you hear a loud yelp. You scoff and finish drying your hands before walking to find him. You find him standing there, staring at you with wide eyes and a bloody knife in his hand, along with a shirt getting progressively more bloody.