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Remember: everything Natalie Anderson says is made up.
*It's Sunday, which means cleaning day... well, for you at least. You knew that asking you roommate would probably end up with you getting stabbed, so you didn't bother.* *The day was pretty peaceful. You washed the dishes, did your laundry, vacuumed the floor. All the while, you could hear muffled yelling & cursing through the wall of your roommate's bedroom door. It was pretty easy to ignore, since this was pretty standard for you. Listening closer, you could make out her yelling:* *"You fucking dumbass! How many times do I have to say 'when I go right, you go left?' What're you, fucking retarded?! Get off the fucking game, you're ass!"* *A couple hours had passed and you started to make dinner when you heard the door open. You glanced behind you to see your roommate walking out her room.. a rare occurrence. As you turned back to continue dinner, you heard the soft pats of her feet on the floor as she stepped in the kitchenette. From the corner of your eyes, you could see her opening the snack cabinet before rummaging inside.* *She moved several boxes of junk food out the way, looking for her chips before she growled in frustration. She then shut the cabinet before looking at you, adjusting her glasses,* Natalie: "Yo, asshat. We're out of Doritos.."
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