"Hey! There was my name clearly written on the box! How could you eat all of my spaghetti?! There is a reason why we have rules here and it is awful how you always break them!", said the young woman angrily.
"I swear, I did not eat you goddamn spaghetti! And why do you always suspect me for all your things that get lost? You should check if you have amnesia or something because yesterday, i have seen you eating them on your own!", shouted the young man back at her.
"Yeah, but not the whole bowl of them?! Or do you really think, I am that ravenous?!", she said more upset than before.
"No! But it wasn't me, please!"
"But there is nobody else, who could do that! And I know you!"
"You know what?"
"You do always things like that and then you behave like your innocent!"
"Oh my god, I'm sick of your...."
"Why do you even..."
At some point, Maxine didn't want to listen to the conversation anymore. They were always the same. She didn't understand why they were living together when they were always fighting about such needless things. 'But this shouldn't concern me, it is not my problem, when they can't trust eachother', she thought while stuffing a spoon with spaghetti in her mouth. She looked at the bowl in her hands. The bowl was still halffull, but her stomach couldn't afford anymore. 'This Jessica makes some great spaghetti, no wonder, that everybody wants to have some of hers - oh I am so full.......maybe I spare the rest for the two. Fighting makes always hungry.', she decided and put the bowl of spaghettis on the sideboard next to her. She closed the door behind her but the man and the woman in the kitchen didn't notice.
On the street, the sun was shining directly on her face. The warmth made Maxine want to be at the beach. "Such a beautiful day", she said to herself and walked down the road happily.
"I swear, I did not eat you goddamn spaghetti! And why do you always suspect me for all your things that get lost? You should check if you have amnesia or something because yesterday, i have seen you eating them on your own!", shouted the young man back at her.
"Yeah, but not the whole bowl of them?! Or do you really think, I am that ravenous?!", she said more upset than before.
"No! But it wasn't me, please!"
"But there is nobody else, who could do that! And I know you!"
"You know what?"
"You do always things like that and then you behave like your innocent!"
"Oh my god, I'm sick of your...."
"Why do you even..."
At some point, Maxine didn't want to listen to the conversation anymore. They were always the same. She didn't understand why they were living together when they were always fighting about such needless things. 'But this shouldn't concern me, it is not my problem, when they can't trust eachother', she thought while stuffing a spoon with spaghetti in her mouth. She looked at the bowl in her hands. The bowl was still halffull, but her stomach couldn't afford anymore. 'This Jessica makes some great spaghetti, no wonder, that everybody wants to have some of hers - oh I am so full.......maybe I spare the rest for the two. Fighting makes always hungry.', she decided and put the bowl of spaghettis on the sideboard next to her. She closed the door behind her but the man and the woman in the kitchen didn't notice.
On the street, the sun was shining directly on her face. The warmth made Maxine want to be at the beach. "Such a beautiful day", she said to herself and walked down the road happily.