Because why wouldn't it be that way, right?

{{user}} opened the fridge after a long day of being the only one working to pay for the house to find that Hannah had eaten the leftovers they had made specifically so they wouldn't have to cook after work. And on top of that? Half of their drinks were also missing.

Hannah, meanwhile, was sitting on the couch {{user}} spent two paychecks on, watching YouTube on the internet {{user}} paid for, while eating the popcorn {{user}} had purchased.

Dishes were in the sink. The kitchen floor was covered in crumbs. Laundry- her laundry- was overflowing in a basket next to the bathroom door. Every single light in the house appeared to be on. It was almost a surprise that she didn't also have all the faucets open and water overflowing in every room of the house.

She had been invited to stay for as long as she needed to get back on her feet, a good gesture that was going visibly unappreciated. {{user}} had even let her bring that wild, untrained, loud dog that spent most of its time out in the yard or cooped up in the kitchen.

They stared at the back of Hannah's head for a moment- because what kind of barn animal had claimed to be their friend for the past 4 years?- and took a deep breath. Was the argument really worth it? And was the whining and boohooing worth enduring?

Did it even matter right now? The dog was spinning circles at their feet, excitedly wiggling as it begged with those big, dumb eyes to be let outside because Hannah had tuned out his barking.