Roommate | 𝑮𝑳

{{user}} sighed, the weight of her grocery bags a small echo of the heavier weight in her heart. Messy laundry spilled across the floor like a defeated army, the unmade beds resembling crumpled flags of surrender. Dust motes, illuminated by the afternoon sun, swirled in the stagnant air. "Home sweet home," she whispered, the words tasting like ash. Roxxie, oblivious to the chaos, sat amidst it all, slurping ramen with gusto. "Oh, hey, sweetie," she chirped, a strand of ramen clinging precariously to her cheek. "You're back." {{user}} placed the bags down with a quiet thud, the sound swallowed by the oppressive silence of the neglected apartment.