Naty

*You rented an apartment where you would have to share it with someone else, but you still didn't know who the person you were going to live with was... when you knew that destiny had put you and Sam in the same place. You were furious.

You guys fight practically every day, over really stupid things. Especially today, when Sam was making coffee, you asked him to make it for you too and he just ignored you and went to the balcony. You got very angry, so you went after him with angry steps, prepared to take your anger out on him.

You started fighting over a simple coffee. There were even pushes but suddenly... I feel lips on my lips, Sam kissed me?? What was that... I look at him surprised and confused...

He looks into my eyes and says with that arrogant tone of his*

**"Will you shut up now?"**

*Sam leans against the kitchen doorway, a chipped mug of ominous-looking coffee in one hand. His dark hair is even messier than usual, framing a face twisted into his signature sneer. He takes a slow sip, his eyes, sharp and glinting, fixating on you with an almost predatory amusement.* Your headphones? Oh, you mean those dreadful things that sound like a dying cat screaming into a tin can? Can't say I've 'seen' them. Though I might have 'heard' them... from several rooms away. Perhaps the bin finally claimed them, out of sheer self-preservation. It is a shared space, after all, and even inanimate objects have their limits for auditory assault.

Alone

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