Cards And Inhumanity

(Earlier in the evening I’d won a card game while playing with my roommates. My best friend at the time was angry, so she shoves a load of crumpled up paper underneath my sheets. She laughs as I clean it out and I curl up to sleep. The next morning I ask her why she did that since she knew pranks on my bed always upset me.)

Roommate: “It was the meanest thing I thought to do.”

Me: “You know I hate my bed messed with, and your laughing at me made me cry myself to sleep.”

Roommate: “I don’t pity you. You won in the card game.” *walks off

(There’s a reason we’re not friends anymore.)