They were a strange pair; the two of them.
He owned the small two bedroom, one bath apartment. She rented one of the bedrooms.
He always cooked dinner. She always made breakfast.
He was a night owl. She was an early riser.
He liked to hide in his black clothing. She shined brightly in her floral shirts and faded jeans.
There was a balance to the way things went in the small apartment.
They fought, though. A lot.
But they were friends. Sometimes.
Those around them were surprised that they weren't a couple. As they say; opposites attract.
The balance kept them apart. But kept them together. The balance of the pair was the emotions coursing between them.
And one day, the balance broke, shattering onto the floor, causing a war of emotions to ensue.