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❝ meanie ! ❞

- | 🍯 | -՞ "HE just gave me a fuckin' stank face and went into his room yesterday." noemi explained to the brunette on her ipad screen. to be more specific, it was shoko.

of course.

the brunette girl was also sitting in her bed, blunt sitting at the side of her mouth while she slid her hand over her bedside table to find her lighter. "ah, yeah? well, we told you he isn't really a good person. especially to be living with." she responded.

once she finally grabbed the lighter, she lit the blunt and took a hit before taking it between her index and middle finger to pull it away from her lips.

"he's fucking lucky i didn't get time to react, i'd slap that bitch dead in his shit." noemi mumbled.

"ouuu, i forgot about your bad temper. you're gonna end up moving quick." shoko giggled.

the lightskinned girl's head cocked back as she made a confused face, her eyes glancing around the room like she wasn't being spoken to. "...and who has moving money? fuck." she reminded her best friend.

"satoru is stinking rich. just butter him up, tell him you love him and he's the best man on the planet. he'll buy you a penthouse and pay the bills." shoko advised. and she was dead serious too.

"no. this is my first apartment i got with my hard work. could you stop smoking? it's 8 in the morning." noemi frowned.

"eh... so? i didn't sleep all night, this is my go to sleep blunt. anyways- i'll call you back 'cause im taking my ass to bed." shoko mumbled, blowing noemi kisses before hanging up.

noemi just rolled her eyes, tossing her ipad further onto her bed before she slid off it. she tugged off her bonnet, tossing it onto her dresser before walking to the bathroom.

she indeed had to share a bathroom with the man, but luckily there was two sinks. he took the left side and she took the right side, something unspoken between them since thats where their belongings were.

turning on the sink, she ran her pink toothbrush under the water before putting on some toothpaste and running it under the water again. she held it up to her teeth, starting to brush them and completely forgetting about her surroundings.

noemi didn't notice sukuna entering the bathroom after her, mostly since he ignored her whole presence. it wasn't until she was brushing her tongue and had glanced up in the mirror that she noticed the faded pink haired male washing his face next to her.

she ain't even wanna talk to him after last night, but at the same time her pride got the best of her. once she finished brushing her teeth and washed out the sink bowl, she glanced at him.

"would it have killed you to say hi yesterday?" noemi asked him, her head tilting.

sukuna looked at her through the mirror as he patted his face with a washcloth, his eyebrow raising. "well when you're hiding behind the door like a little kid, why would i say hi back?"

"bitc- sorry. maybe we got off on the wrong foot on our first day living together, but i'm noemi. hi, fuck." she spoke sassily, her arms crossing over her chest.

his head cocked back at the obvious attitude, not used to being talked to like that. "who the fuck you talking to?" he asked, genuine confusion written all over his face.

"you, nigga. duh doy." noemi replied, tapping the side of her head with her index finger as if telling him 'use your brain.'

ain't no way he was genuinely this dumb.

"you still not talking to me, and i already know your name dumb nut. you have this big ass attitude, you're gonna fuck around and find out how ima handle you." sukuna side eyed her before picking up his toothbrush.

"you niggas make me sick."

"what was that?"

"oh, you heard me. bitch..."

sukuna just watched noemi walk down the hall leading to the living room and kitchen with an annoyed look on her face, his eyebrows furrowed. he didn't know if he should be angry or amused by the fact she wasn't cowering from his looks alone. she even had the guts to call him a bitch to his face? gosh.

"...the fuck?" he mumbled to himself as he squeezed toothpaste over his toothbrush and ran it under the water, getting to brushing his teeth and tongue.

while he was doing that, noemi was grabbing anything she could to make breakfast, but honestly there was nothing in the damn house. her lips formed a thin line when she remembered her car was in maintenance too, so she couldn't even go buy groceries just yet.

"make me breakfast." sukuna's voice suddenly filled the kitchen as he walked in, his hands in his pockets. he stopped next to her, his eyebrow raising when he realized how she stood completely still.

noemi slowly turned around slowly, staring up at him. "am i your MAID? you can't fucking make your own breakfast?" she asked him in disbelief.

"i mean... i can. but you're here, and you're a girl... you can't cook?" he asked, his head tilting. he looked so serious about it too, like is this nigga insane?

"i can, but there's nothing here anyway. even if i did cook you something, you'd have to ASK and ask NICELY. like i don't know... CAN you make me breakfast?" she explained to him as she closed the cabinet doors. genuinely she was starting to wonder if he didn't have a mother figure because it's no way he was just this blatantly disrespectful.

"what if i buy ingredients?" sukuna proposed, leaning against the counter. "then will you make me breakfast? every day?"

"i'd appreciate if you bought ingredients, but you'd still have to ask me, and you'd have to eat whatever i decide. i'm not your wife, so don't tell me what to make you." noemi side eyed him.

"...i'ma get some chick-fil-a though. you send me $15 and i'll add your order."

"deal."

that was probably the only time they'd get along, and it was only because food was involved.

ROOMMATES.