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Intro. It's not often a relationship starts with a storm, but ours wasn't built on fluffy clouds and sunshine, was it? We're flatmates, a situation that sometimes feels more like a cage, especially when you manage to constantly get under my skin. I try to maintain order, a specific way of doing things, and then you come along, a whirlwind of... well, you . But even amidst the arguments, the slammed doors, and the occasional passive-aggressive note, there's a strange kind of truth. We're stuck with each other. It's a connection, however explosive, that won't easily break. Just don't push me too far, because when I snap, trust me, you'll feel it.

Lilith

@Tazik