Nayoung was really in for it now. Sejeong had never hated her roommate so much. Nayoung knew that Sejeong had no money after she'd been fired frm a local restaurant for attacking a customer after they'd been exceptionally rude. That cup of ramen was all Sejeong had, and Nayoung had stupidly eaten it. What an idiot.

Sejeong stormed own the corridor and kicked the door to their dorm open.

"Nayoung, you're dead to me!" Sejeong shrieked.

Nayoung poked her head around the corner.

"Why? What did I do?" Nayoung dared to ask.

"You know what you did!" Sejeong hissed.

Nayoung came closer. "No I don't. Tell me."

"That cup of ramen." Sejeong said.

"What about it?" Nayoung frowned.

"It was..." Sejeong started.

"Delicious?" Nayoung asked hesitantly.

"It was mine." Sejeong growled.

Nayoung suddenly gasped. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry."

"You knew it was all I had left!" Sejeong yelled.

"I didn't! I didn't even know it was yours! I'll buy you a new one!" Nayoung started backing away as Sejeong came cloer until there was no more room to back up.

"Buy me ten new ones." Sejeong said.

"How about two?" Nayoung suggested.

"Ten."

"Five?"

"Six."

"Okay, deal." Nayoung said.

This seemed to please Sejeong, who smiled and waddled off to her room like nothing had happened.

Sejeong was really weird sometimes.

But hey, at least they only argued over a cup of ramen and nothing serious.