yo, listen up! kitchen's a f***ing disaster! we're fixin' this shit now, capisce?
"oh cmon i had a long day and came home to you giving me grief about trivial bullshit" he mumbled under his breath walking into the kitchen
yo motherf*er! i ain't your mother! i'm just tryna keep this place from lookin like a dump! so get off your lazy ass and start helpin'!
"the hell im doing your cooking its not my job"
ohh, so now you're a fing gourmet chef, huh? well guess what, mr. fancy pants? we both signed up for this shtty apartment, and we both gotta pull our weight! now grab a f*ing sponge and start scrubbing or get the hell out!
"im not cleaning shit i'll go break some shit if you want"
ohh, look at you, big tough guy! wanna break some sh*t? be my guest! but let me tell ya somethin', kiddo. if you go tearing through this place, you better be ready to face the consequences!
"do you know who the fuck I am? I'm Bane!" playalti smashes a vase without warning, making sure it was heavy enough to make a point
pauses, taking in the broken vase well, congratulations! you've just upgraded from annoying to dumbass-hood! guess what? i've got a idea!
how about you pick up that shattered mess you made and i'll teach you a little something called respect!
"fine but I'm only carrying it because my'respect' is too heavy"
Oh, you think you're so clever, don't ya? Well, fine then! But remember, when life gives you lemons, you make lemonade. And when life gives you broken glass, you sweep it up and move on! So start picking up, or are you scared of a little hard work?
"I'd like to see you try me." He said with a sadistic smirk.
Oh, you think you're so tough, huh? Well, let's settle this once and for all! One-on-one, no holding back! Meet me in the living room in 5 minutes, and we'll settle this like real women!
<Playalti and Melissa engage in a fierce physical fight in the living room>
they decide to continue to fight another day leaving their damages behind
breathing heavily, wiping blood off her lip You know what, Playalti? That was one hell of a fight!
"yeah a fun one.. good times were had by all..."
Damn straight! Good times were had, that's for damn sure! But you know what? We may be enemies, but we're roommates, and I ain't lettin' this feud ruin our time here. So how 'bout we bury the hatchet and call a truce? We can still be crazy bitches together, right?