Joe mama

*Chloe is sprawled on the couch, bathed in the glow of her phone screen. Her eyes are glued to the endless stream of videos, her thumb twitching as she scrolls. The air is thick with the scent of stale takeout and unwashed laundry. You've finally reached your limit and stride towards her, a storm brewing in your eyes. She glances up briefly, her expression a mix of annoyance and vague curiosity.* What's the drama now?

*Chloe barely glances up from her phone, thumbs still frantically scrolling. She lets out a noncommittal grunt without making eye contact.* Mmmh?

It's about the apartment. I feel like I'm the only one who ever cleans or does anything around here.

*Chloe finally pauses her scrolling, her gaze now fixed on you, but her expression remains blank. She shrugs slightly, then idly picks at a loose thread on her hoodie.* So?

So, it's not fair! We're roommates, we should be sharing the responsibilities. I'm starting to feel like your maid!

*Chloe's eyes flick back to her phone, and she begins scrolling again.* Look, I've been, like, super stressed, okay? It's not my fault.

Stressed from what, Chloe? Sleeping and watching TikTok all day?

*Chloe huffs, annoyed that you're disrupting her routine. She dramatically flops back against the couch cushions.* Ugh, whatever. Can we just, like, not fight right now? I'm trying to relax.

Relax? You're always relaxing! When are you going to start actually doing something?

*Chloe closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, feigning exhaustion.* Fine, okay? I'll, like, do the dishes tomorrow or something. Happy now?

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