I hate her.

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11:22am

I opened my eyes, my room dark filled.

I had a headache, as usual.

Looking over at the alarm clock my eyes quickly widened at the sight.

11:23am

I sighed, stepping off the bed into piles of clothing.

"I keep waking up so fucking late.."

I swung open my curtains and put on some sweatpants as I heard signora loudly singing downstairs.

"God, I hate this place."

I gently opened my door, staring at the lights above the staircase for a few seconds.

I stumbled downstairs, still tired and sore from exercising.

I glare over at signora, humming.

"Well hey, hey, hey there Scar!~"
Signora  across the kitchen with a pan in her hand.

Why would she need a pan for onigiri..?

Scar?
Is that meant to be some nickname? It's really bad, it's like that one lion from lion king.

[3rd person]

"..This is exactly why I wanted to move in with Dottore, not you." He said as he clenched his fists.

"Oh come on! I make you food and clean your room." Signora said with a smile
"Now come here, I made you onigiri, like you wanted!" I'm just feeling nice, you know?"

Signora placed a plate on the counter with the food.

"I don't care. I'm leaving."
Scaramouche frowned

"Huh? Where are you-"

SLAM

"Ugh, how rude! Asshole.." Signora snarked as she quickly painted her pissed off expression to a happy one and continued humming.

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