Eccedentesiast || l.r.h.

Chapter 16 - Vegetables are great

I got bored of the springy couch eventually. I sauntered to the mini fridge Michael had installed in a tiny room we all referred to as the kitchen/dining area. "Where are you going Luke?" Michael asked before I left, while jabbing a bunch of buttons violently on his controller. You would probably expect Luke to go, "I'm right here." But miraculously, we had managed to understand which Luke we were referring.

"To Hell," I replied with a dead tone. "Why no invitation?" Calum asked. "Cuz y'all are wonderful angels that should stay down here and watch over sinful asses," I said. "Such as yours?" Luke said with his eyes glued to the telly. "Yes, precisely," I left, walked out of the room and made my way to the kitchen.

The cold tiles under my feet told me that I was at the kitchen. I was barely even looking that I almost rammed into the plaster wall of the whole flat.

The tiny mini fridge was so cute I could just hug it because it contained one of my favorite things in the world, food. Who doesn't love good food?

The kitchen was small, but enough room for two to collaborate and cook. There was a mini stove at the far opposite side from me of the square kitchen, a mini dishwasher, a mini sink and finally, in front of me was the white mini fridge in all its glory and a row of cupboards above it all. Everything in here seemed mini to me, or maybe I was the big one in the room. Did I mention the kitchen was baby pink?

The fridge was plugged in and placed on top of the black marble counter of the kitchen. It was tall enough to stand in front of my chest, so I had to bend down to look at the contents of the fridge.

I just basically raided the fridge looking for a decent bar of chocolate. Oh my god, was it so hard to have just one bar of Snickers in the fridge? Or was it so hard to stop hogging up the chocolate. Technically everything in the fridge was all ours, no labeling anything anyone's. Each month we would give in some cash to add up for some snacks for all of us and someone in charge during the month would go run some errands and stock up the fridge. Calum was always best at that because the fridge would always be equipped with all kinds of treats a sweet tooth that had already had his/her teeth taken out could only dream of. His only rule was, if it ain't sweet, throw it out. Ashton basically only bought KFC because he gets crazy discounts and deals and Michael usually gets chips like Cheetos, Doritos and stuff like that.

I decided to stop looking for the damn chocolate bar but look at the actual contents of the fridge. An apple, canned root beers, broccolis, carrots- okay who bought all these healthy shit?- cabbages, cauliflowers- seriously, who was in charge this month- skittles, yogurt and- a sensation suddenly tingled my rear end. And it wasn't a pleasant sensation.

"CALUM WHAT THE FUCK," I heard Luke scream. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA," I heard Ashton's kangaroo giggle. "YOU DID NOT JUST SMACK LUKE'S ASS," Michael bursted. "STOP THAT JUST MEANS SOMETHING ELSE TO ME," Luke then said.

I stood up straight and scanned the room for Calum. "FUCKING ASS," I shouted at him when I saw him standing in front of the stove. He stood there laughing like hell.

I grabbed something from the fridge at random and threw it at him. My aim was terrible because I was shaking with laughter too. I ended up throwing an apple at him. He turned away, clearly too late to duck so the apple hit him square on the back. It landed on the ground with a thud. He ducked down and extracted a hand to grab the red apple and while he was doing that, I blindly grabbed something from the fridge again. The first time worked well, and our fridge was filled with garbage anyway.

He already started to stand up from picking up the apple. He made a break for the door on his left that lead somewhere outside the kitchen.

I threw a bunch of baby carrots at him. A good amount of it hit him in the head. "BYA BITCH," He laughed heartily, bit the apple and disappeared out of the door.

"STOP WASTING FOOD YOU DUMBASSES," Luke screamed from behind me. "HEY NO SWEARING," Ashton cried. "SHUT THE FUCK UP," I shouted back at them, leveling my tone. "YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP," Ashton shouted back.

I could hear Calum's stomps around the flat at a constant pace. And then something crashing. He tripped on something for sure. I was going to call for him and then, right away, he answered my mental call, "I'M OKAY."

"CALUM YOU DUMBASS, WHAT DID YOU DO?" I heard Michael's footstep going fainter and fainter to go check up on Calum.

I spun on my heels, since the door back to the living room was behind me, and walked out. I still had a handful of baby carrots sitting in my palm and as an alternative to chocolate, I took a bite out of one of them. It would've tasted way better with tartar sauce.

I walked past Luke, "You were the one in charge of filling the fridge this month, right? Vegetables are great."

Lol this chapter is longer than usual (my chapters r usually short lol) so I hope y'all like it.