Ninjago Flumptober

Roomies don't always get along

Prompt - Your feet stink!

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"Your feet stink!"

Lloyd looked down in regret; having Nya as a roommate to live with for who knows how long sounded like a good idea on paper originally, considering that they were best friends. However, now, with her attitude towards everything, he was not so sure anymore.

He had gotten home from work around half an hour ago, and was resting his feet on the coffee table watching television, thinking that he could just relax for the rest of the day; he was wrong.

"Give me a break, I just got in from work!" He groaned out, grabbing the remote to turn the volume up. Nya got annoyed at that.

She walked up to the television and unplugged it. The sound of the TV going off filled the room, before Lloyd looked at her, surprised.

"Hey! What was that for?!" Lloyd complained, while Nya sat down on the couch opposite him.

"I have lived with you for months now, and all I ask is for a bit of tidiness and cleanliness in here, and you can't even manage that?!" Nya half-shouted, making Lloyd fear for his life. He wondered how Jay managed to keep her calm most times, but he expected him himself was the way.

Lloyd got annoyed. "Why did I ever get a room with you?! You just complain all the time, and you don't care for me!" Nya was shocked at his outburst, making her wonder if she was just a control freak.

"And beyond that, I never complain about the things you do, because I know that it's just what you do as your best friend! It's almost like you forgot about that word, because you have spent less time with me these months, and most of your time with Jay!" Lloyd stopped when he saw Nya looking down, a frown on her face. He forgot about the argument and got up, and sat down beside her. He spoke up. "You alright?"

"Your right." Was all Nya managed to get out. Lloyd knew where she was going.

"I have been complaining too much, and have spent hardly any time with you, I-I'm s-s-o sor-rry.." She burst into tears. Lloyd pulled her into a hug, Nya just sobbing into his shirt. She kept whispering I'm a bad friend, I'm a bad friend. He knew that she would put all the blame on herself, and while she would be correct, telling her that would not help one bit.

Lloyd just kept comforting her. "You're not a bad friend Nya, you just lose your focus sometimes."

Nya looked up. "Thanks," is all she managed to say. She wiped the tears from her eyes. She sat back on the couch, looking at the ceiling. "I don't know why you put up with me." Lloyd sat back as well, pulling her into a side hug.

"Because I'm your best friend. Now, movie night?"

Nya's eyes lit up, and a childlike attitude formed.

"You Bet!"