her voice echoes through the house loudly as the other one rolled their eyes, waiting for the constant screams to stop just so they can start more
"you dont clean"
she said, picking up trash loudly, it made crinkle noises as she did so, the other person in the room on their phone, voice cracking as the pain in their back shot through and to their throat, affecting the way they spoke
she pushed the trash down and grabbed the trashbag, swinging it over her shoulder, on the verge of tears as her eyes avoided any one else's, her feet stomped on the ground and made the basement roof shake a little,
this wasnt a quiet household, the guest thought as they sat here typing