Roommate War/Transcript

Ginger: What's the point of an apartment warming party? Is Angela and Becca's apartment even cold?

Ben: Well, it's the first big thing they're doing together as roommates. A way of setting their living situation off to a good start.

Tom: And it's a chance to dance! I've been practicing my moves for this dance party all week.

Ginger: Hmm.

* horn honking*

Tom: Oh, well, either way, I'm sure the girls have planned a night of fun and friendship.

* knocking*

* heavy metal music playing*

* gasps*

Angela: *growls* What was even the point of me buying these special dance shoes if we're not even having a dance party?

Becca: I guess there wasn't one. Dance parties are terrible, stupid, and lame!

Angela: Your weird vampire parties are terrible, stupid, and lame!

Becca: I'd tell you how ridiculous you sound but I can't because I'm never speaking to you again!

* both screaming*

* door closes*

Tom: Huh?

Hank: Whoa. This apartment-warming party just got really heated.

* Scene cuts to the theme song*

Angela: *sighs*

Tom: Hey, what happened last night? I thought you and Becca were getting along.

Angela: We were! Until we tried to plan that dumb party.

Angela: She covered up my disco ball with ugly creep curtains, she wouldn't stop messing with my party playlist... *grunts* ...and she even tried to get rid of my favorite lamp! *grunts* We're roommates and that means we're supposed to be best friends. But how can people be best friends if they can't agree on anything? *sighs* Maybe we're just too different.

Ben: It sounds like you're suffering from Roommate Syndrome. It's a relatively common psychological ailment where the stress of living together makes friends fight.

* Flips through pages*

Angela: Yeah, we definitely have that syndrome! And now me and Becca will never talk again.

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