Recycling
It sounded easy, it looked easy, but I should've known anything that guy asked me to do wouldn't be easy. Why aren't these colour coded or something? Tch...
BEEEEEPShit.
"Times up Gojyo," Hakkai stood exasperated from his chair. "Really I was only joking the first time when I said you couldn't put the rubbish out, but this is ridiculous Gojyo." He sighed heavily as he took the trash from me and sorted them into the five separate containers.
"Did you not recycle before I got here?" The smug bastard put his hands on his hips. Clearly pleased he'd won the bet.
"I did!" I responded to his jab. He smirked again. Was he intentionally riling me up? Damn I fell for it again. "Before you showed up it was only glass and aluminium, none of this crap!" I waived my hands in frustration.
Hakkai smirked; I could feel what that meant. I lost a bet, I lost a challenge.
"Whatever would you do without me?" Hakkai laughed as he turned around and started to walk towards our bedroom. All I had left to do was follow obediently, he'd won. Tonight was his night.
