Becc stared at her roommate in amazement. "What do you mean, 'the milk is for the house fairy'?"
"I mean exactly that. What don't you get?" Erin crossed her arms as she returned the older woman's glare.
"Allow me to enumerate the things I don't get." Becc held up a manicured finger for each reason. "You leave milk in a saucer on the windowsill every night, without once considering my feelings as a vegan. You blow off every attempt I make to get you to stop. And now you're making things up and treating me like I'm the silly one ."
Erin shook her head, eyes closing wearily. "House fairies aren't made up. People just forgot about them."
"Isn't that convenient?"
"Not for them, it's not. They're dying out. Almost extinct. So I view taking care of them as a duty." Erin opened her eyes and nodded at the fridge. "If you'll move, I can get him his milk."
Becc planted her feet, braced her hands on her hips. "I most certainly will not. This bullshit game has to stop."
Erin's jaw clenched, and several seconds passed before she could speak. "You're the only one playing a game. Perhaps instead of being an ignorant bitch, you could respect other people's choices."
"I'm the bitch? Me?" The younger woman nodded, and Becc sputtered with indignation. "I'm not the one wasting animal products and being proud of it."
Erin threw her hands up. "Whatever. But don't complain when your stuff starts going missing." She left the kitchen, muttering to herself.
"I need a new roommate," Becc said as she turned to the sink.
Perched on the windowsill was a wee man in a brown tunic and leggings. "Would ye mind fetching me a dram o' milk?"
Becc screamed.
"I mean exactly that. What don't you get?" Erin crossed her arms as she returned the older woman's glare.
"Allow me to enumerate the things I don't get." Becc held up a manicured finger for each reason. "You leave milk in a saucer on the windowsill every night, without once considering my feelings as a vegan. You blow off every attempt I make to get you to stop. And now you're making things up and treating me like I'm the silly one ."
Erin shook her head, eyes closing wearily. "House fairies aren't made up. People just forgot about them."
"Isn't that convenient?"
"Not for them, it's not. They're dying out. Almost extinct. So I view taking care of them as a duty." Erin opened her eyes and nodded at the fridge. "If you'll move, I can get him his milk."
Becc planted her feet, braced her hands on her hips. "I most certainly will not. This bullshit game has to stop."
Erin's jaw clenched, and several seconds passed before she could speak. "You're the only one playing a game. Perhaps instead of being an ignorant bitch, you could respect other people's choices."
"I'm the bitch? Me?" The younger woman nodded, and Becc sputtered with indignation. "I'm not the one wasting animal products and being proud of it."
Erin threw her hands up. "Whatever. But don't complain when your stuff starts going missing." She left the kitchen, muttering to herself.
"I need a new roommate," Becc said as she turned to the sink.
Perched on the windowsill was a wee man in a brown tunic and leggings. "Would ye mind fetching me a dram o' milk?"
Becc screamed.
