Cheese
When I walked in the door last night, I was welcomed with the most offensive smell - some kind of half decayed cheese had been cooked. It was so strong that I could smell it down the stairwell on the way up to the apartment, and it had leeched into my room even with the door shut. I had to open all the windows in the house, burn incense and say three 'Hail Marys' to exorcise the smell.
But after all the smell had gone, she still hadn't cleaned the stove top which is still covered in grated cheese.
Today's reason my flatmate pisses me off;
Again she stunk the house out, and then didn't clean up her mess she made.
But after all the smell had gone, she still hadn't cleaned the stove top which is still covered in grated cheese.
Today's reason my flatmate pisses me off;
Again she stunk the house out, and then didn't clean up her mess she made.

