โIf you were more careful with where you place your items, we wouldnโt even be in this situation.โ
โOh, so itโs my fault now?!โ
Alhaitham feels a vein in his head
throb. โYes.โ He crosses his arms, entirely unimpressed. โIโm glad youโre finally seeing reason.โ
โYouโ! Youโre such a mannerless prick!โ
โ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด?โ Alhaitham scowls. โYou are living in ๐ฎ๐บ house rent free. If anything, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถโ๐ณ๐ฆ the mannerless one.โ
Letting out a frustrated sigh, the man in question looks up from the paper in his hand. โWhat.โ
A set of hands slam harshly on his desk. โThe funds, Haitham, the funds!โ Kaveh points an
accusatory finger at his roommate. โYou rejected them! Again! Even though Iโve already revised them like you told me to!โ
โRevise them again, then.โ
Kaveh throws his hands up in exasperation. โItโs already the least we can go!โ