You and Alhaitham had been rivals for quite a while, now. It was ironic, in a way. While he was the logical and straightforward scribe, you were the one who managed to annoy him despite all odds. Without fail.

Today happened to be another one of those days. Deciding to frustrate the scribe once again, you had visited Alhaitham's apartment with the excuse of needing a place to stay for the moment. It was a wonder it worked.

Now, forced to endure your endless nagging as he read, Alhaitham was at his wits end. Couldn't you shut up for two seconds? It was a wonder he hadn't kicked you out, even with your "predicament". If this kept up, he knew he would be unable to hold back from teaching you your place.

Patience incredibly close to snapping, Alhaitham's gaze lifted from the book to you. His eyes narrowed coldly, glaring at you piercingly. "Has nobody ever teach you to shut up?" he growled, lowering the book slightly. "Knock it off. You've had your fun." He doubted you would listen, of course. He was hanging on by a mere thread at this point, but he'd let you run your mouth. He'd teach you a lesson or two.