home from uni. my friend slept on the floor of my room and snored like a woodcutting factory. before he left, he ate the chicken and pesto pasta my mother made, then washed the dishes on his own accord. my sister allows me to test her latest recipes: a honey oat latte that i requested over ice. i complained that it’s too watery, and she grumbled that it’s because it was made with a moka pot. then, greek yogurt drizzled with honey directly sourced from an apiarist. do i have to come back to uni?