because they think they're sooo tragic sometimes. like their lives are soo full of sadness and injustice and unwarranted burdens upon them. but come on. they hang out, smoke pot, buy shit (no really, LOTS of it. but you know that, you've seen my house), and take naps. of course they're bored and make up drama, and of course when there's something to do it feels like a MASSIVE taxing project.
come on now, you two. you threw a bachelorette party at the beach, and then you came home. you caused a drama attack when everyone was supposed to be having fun, and now you've been "recovering" from a 2-day getaway for a day and a half. that's insane.
it's also rude to leave 6 bags of perishables in the middle of the kitchen. but of course you know that it will drive me crazy and so yes, i took care of the rotting parts. you're welcome.
btw: rent was due a week ago. if you're not paying, do you think I could have mine back? that would rule.
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