ANTALYA'S POV
The persistent banging on the bathroom door was driving me absolutely insane. Raymond's dramatic pleas were getting louder and more desperate by the minute, and despite my best efforts to ignore him, I could hear the genuine distress in his voice.
"Lance, I'm literally about to explode!" he whined through the door. "This is a medical emergency! Do you want my death on your conscience?"
I rolled my eyes, but something about his pathetic tone made me snort with laughter despite myself. The mental image of the cocky Raymond Alfonso reduced to begging to use the bathroom was actually pretty satisfying.
"Are you seriously going to let me suffer just because I hurt your delicate feelings?" he continued, his voice taking on a mocking whine. "What kind of roommate are you?"
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