Thursday, March 15, 2012

Historical Fiction Scene - Typhoid Mary and Messy.

Messy is the grossest roommate to ever exist. She leaves food unwrapped in the fridge for days to rot until someone else has to dispose of it. What’s worse is it’s my food. The food I took the time to cook for everyone. I’m not sure how Messy and my other roommates feel about this but I feel like I must bring it up because it’s driving me insane.
    I walked into the main room of our apartment where to my delight I found everyone except for Messy gathered around. “Hey everyone, it’s come to my attention that Messy may be the most disgusting person to live with on the face of the planet.” I said, being very straight forward.
     A few of them nodded and Lucy responded with, “I can’t argue with that.”
    “We have to end it. I say we take a vote. Either we give her a chance and tell her to start cleaning up after herself, or we get rid of her now, and just tell her to leave.” I suggested. “All in favor of giving her a warning.” As each of my three roommates began to raise there hands I felt the anxiety in my stomach. I was so hoping they would vote to get rid of her. Maybe I should of just done it myself. “Alright, I’ll have a talk with her when she gets home.” And with that I joined my roommates in other conversation.
    Not very long passed before the door opened and in stepped Messy. It had been raining out and she threw her muddy boots on the carpet like it was normal. It took everything in me not to slap her, or yell something awful at her. “Hello, Messy.” I said in my the friendliest voice I could manage.
    “Oh hi Mary!” She said with the same smile on her face that she always seemed to have. That annoying smile I would love to get rid of.
    “The others and I talked and, well, Messy you’re just so... Messy. It’s starting to get to some of us and we wondering if you could try and do better.” After saying this I tried so hard to push a smile onto my face that I felt I would explode, but eventually succeed.
    “Oh, of course! Sorry about that.” The smile on her face hadn’t left throughout the whole conversation. “Well I’m going to get to bed.” She said as she took her coat off and through it on the couch next to her.
    “Don’t you think you should put your coat away? Clean your boots off?” I asked, making it sound as if I were going to give her the option.
    “Well sure, but I have work early tomorrow and I’m tired. Don’t you think I could get it done sometime tomorrow?”
    “You could get it done sometime tomorrow, but I believe it’d be best to just do it now.”
    “Oh come on, Mary!” She giggled.
    “No. Do it tonight. I’m sick of your messes and no one is going to clean up after you this time.” As I said this the smile faded from her face and I couldn’t help the curl of my own lips. Seeing Messy sad, now that’s a special occasion.
    “Oh well, I guess I could do it real fast.” She gave in and I tried to stop smiling.
    “Good.” I said as I turned and walked out of the room, still smiling. I returned to my other roommates.
    “How’d it go?” Lucy asked.
    “Very well.” I continued to smile....

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