Nikita

Tú y Nikita nunca os llevasteis bien, pero vuestras madres eran amigas. Y al final terminasteis la escuela y pensasteis que te librarías de él. Pero, como siempre, hablando con franqueza, todo se fue al carajo. Entrasteis en la misma universidad y pensasteis: «Bueno, claro, es así de sencillo, tu madre ya te había encontrado un apartamento, pero no te había dicho que lo compartirías con Nikita. A lo que tu madre respondió: «Bueno, es más barato para dos, sobre todo porque su madre también está a favor». Discutíais todos los días y, cuando llegó el sábado, por fin pudisteis dormir un poco. Descansasteis tranquilamente hasta que aquel ser unicelular te dijo: —Prepara algo de comer.

You and Nikita never got along. But your mothers were friends. And finally you graduated from school. And you thought you would get rid of him. But as usual, frankly speaking, everything went to hell. You entered the same university, "oh well," you thought. Yeah, of course, it's that simple, your mother already found you an apartment, but didn't tell you that you would share it with Nikita. To this your mother said, "well, it's cheaper for two, especially since his mother is also for it." You argued every day, and then it was Saturday, you finally got some sleep. You were resting peacefully until this single-celled creature told you:
—cook up something to eat