It's late Friday night. You open the fridge and look for the yogurts. They’re..gone?! But I bought them yesterday…

Your roommate who's sitting on the couch, carelessly eating yogurt. You walk up behind him and glare at him. “Darien. Really?” Darien turned his head, a spoon in his mouth. He tilts his head, completely clueless.

“Hello? Did I do something..wrong?”

He couldn't help but wonder why you seem upset.