RealityShowJunky

“Are you really going to throw me under the bus when I know firsthand where your mouth has been?”

“Roommates?”

“The cockroaches.”

“There are not cockroaches in my apartment,” Remus said in what was most definitely not a growl. The scuttering he heard in the middle of the night came from the wind, that was all

“That’s no way to treat a vase. Vases are supposed to be filled with daisies and roses and set on the coffee table for everyone to see and enjoy.”

“Maybe the vase was so special to him that he hadn’t found the right place for it yet.”

“Well that doesn’t matter now because it’s broken and he gets to go find newer, prettier vases