My Roommate is at war with me:
Ludwig was midway through completing the payroll that Gilbert was supposed to finish two days ago when An'na burst through his bedroom door. Honestly, he it surprised him that it took her this long but he hardly flinched when she stormed over to him. What he did do was reached into the jar on his desk and ate one of the many Christmas cookies inside.
"I knew it," An'na accused and slammed her hand on his work desk.
He continued typing in the numbers, chewing on the delicious sugary goodness, "Knew what?"
She huffed, "You took the Christmas cookies, all of them."
Feigning indifference, Ludwig glanced towards his fuming roommate and blinked. Oh she was really upset, pouting and everything. It was kind of cute actually, "Yes, I took my cookies."
An'na made a face at him and folded her arms. He turned fully towards her in his swivel chair and removed his glasses. She shifted her weight to one side staring him down. Was she trying to be intimidating? It was doing the exact opposite and he had to keep himself from laughing.
"I want a cookie," her words came out slow and he nodded in agreement.
"Obviously," Ludwig responded.
She twisted her mouth and glanced at the jar again before turning her attention back to him, "I could just take one and run away."
He grunted in disbelief, "You wouldn't get very far." Ludwig assured.
"But, I could still try," An'na challenged.
"A useless attempt," he said, "but yes you could try. Why don't you by some cookies like you've being buying dinner? It would be far easier for you."
Her arms dropped from their folded states and settled on her hips instead, "Fine, keep the damn cookies, I'm going by parents, were they have real food!" An'na's turned on her heels and stormed out of the room.
"Ask them what they want me to bring, next week" Ludwig yelled at her fleeting form though he wasn't expecting answer, "I was thinking some type of dessert or wine. Yes? No? Okay, I'll settle for wine then."
He leaned back in his chair to get a better view of her storming upstairs, "Oh and tell Daniel I said hello."
"Go screw yourself, Ludwig!" An'na yelled down to him before the echo of her slamming her bedroom door reached his ears. The sound of sweet victory.