Bitch

There are two chargers in my room and both are mine. My last ones surviving. Honestly, I killed none of them. Ever since my first fucking phone, that charger survived till now. But it was killed by my sister. Even my newest charger, the head was left in a hotel by her, and cable was broken by mom.

Oh thanks all of you! I'm so relieved that I have backup! Your foot.

Two in the room but acting like a public charger. Oh sure! That's no problem.

Bitch enters room at 2am, using my hearphones to watch fucking Kdrama. Hey, may I know how old are you why are you being so fucking kiddo all the time?
"I want to charge. "
The only thing I can hope for is YOU charge it back and make sure it's 100% by the time I wake. But guess what? Remember how you responded? You didn't. Cuz you said you were forced to agree so how else could you respond. Oh ok. And guess what? I woke up with it 17%.

Come, I clap for you.

My last words were just me telling you to charge properly. And what attitude is that ?

Wow. Unbelievable.

Just wow.

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