Literally two seconds after I woke up and stuck some music on one of the flatmates came in and asked for some rizzlas (cigarette papers). He does this every bloody time I see him and I'm just too damn nice to tell him '**** off, get your own - they cost bloody 20p and there's a garage about 10 seconds walk down the road'. I just really hate people who only speak to you if they want something off you
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