Jess:
Wait—seriously? That was my pizza.
Mia (mouth full):
It’s been in there for like three days.
Jess:
And it still wasn’t yours.
Mia:
You didn’t even label it. I thought you didn’t want it.
Jess:
That’s not how this works, Mia. You can’t just assume food is abandoned because it’s been in there for 72 hours.
Mia (shrugs):
Okay, well maybe if you ever cleaned out your stuff, I wouldn’t have to guess.
Jess:
Oh, we’re talking about cleaning now? Should I bring up the science experiment growing in your Tupperware on the bottom shelf?
Mia:
That’s rich, coming from the person who leaves dishes “to soak” for a week.
Jess:
Because I work two jobs! I’m not lounging around binge-watching reality shows all day.
Mia (defensive):
Wow. So now I’m lazy?
Jess:
I didn’t say that—
(beat)
Okay maybe I implied it.
Mia:
You know what? Next time, I’m putting a lock on my shelf. And don’t even think about touching my oat milk again.
Jess:
Then keep your oat milk off my shelf and we’re good.
[They both huff and walk away in opposite directions. Then a beat of silence.]
Mia (from the hallway):
…It was really good pizza though.
Jess (shouting back):
I know! That’s why I was saving it!
