Housemates?

"What the fuck did you just do!?" Alison screams which makes me run off to the kitchen despite my sprained ankle.

"You don't have to shout. I already told you I didn't mean it." Bryan said without even a hint of remorse in his voice

"Do you have any idea how much it costs? And not only that! I waited a whole week for this to be finished!" Alison waved her hands in frustration pointing to something on the floor.

It is a cake, well, was. Now it is just a lump of sweetened dirt on the floor.

It is only been a week since the two of them moved in and it's been messy since then. Messier than the kitchen floor right now.

(flashback)

"Bryan!" I run after he walks out after hearing that Alison will be moving in.

Damn! He is so fast with those long legs of his. I almost sprinted my way just to catch up with him.

"Bryan!." I call again and stretch my right arm to pull him to stop but I trip on my own feet and fall before I get a hold of him. "Ahh."